Okay, so I'm writing a play. I've been taking this playwrighting class. This is the third week. I didn't think I'd have an idea for a play so soon, but I've got one. I've been writing like a motherfucker. I was chugging along, when all of a sudden, I reach page 23, and I don't know what happens next. Wow. That's kinda exciting. I'm stuck on page 23 and nothing's coming out. That's neat. It's like I'm in suspense, but for myself. If that makes any sense.