It’s me. I tend to write a lot when I’m worried. Also when I’m sad, angry, happy, or just meh. I wrote Afterwar because I was super worried, and so far I haven’t seen anything to ease that particular feeling.
*sigh* The world is on fire, and I keep writing. It feels rather like playing the violin as the Titanic sinks, but it’s all I can do. At least Duolingo has a Latin program now, so I can brush up on basics to distract myself while we sink.