Good day writing. Better than good, productive. Put up a decent page count. Also pushed the newest short out the door, which is a strange sort of liberation all its own.
Spent the afternoon shopping for cat food and talking to mom. If there’s a theme in that, please, write to me.
Sky went back to grey today, and the temps dropped again. Steel sky, no snow, no fun.
Gonna hang back and watch the Academy Awards tonight. Why not?