It's done. I made it to the end. A Finnish proverb fits the situation perfectly:

Paska reissu mutta tulipahan tehtyä

Which translates to something like "A crappy journey but in any case it's over now". I forced myself to do this. It was not fun. I rarely enjoyed writing. Every day I kept looking at the word counter, hoping that it would be over already. Sometimes the text was not done when I reached 500 words, which meant I had to write more.

I did not manage to keep any buffer. Each text was written on the day when it needed to be ready, except for this one which I wrote five days in advance because why not. Sometimes I had fragments or notes ready, but most of the time not even that. Once or twice I wrote two posts back to back around midnight, but most of the time I finished a text and then did something else for the rest of the day. Doing it again tomorrow was bad enough.

I managed to not neglect my work too badly. Sure, I skipped a day or two because I had to write instead, but [...]

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