Earlier start than usual, but was held up mid morning after being visited by more tech issues. Problem(s) solved for the moment, and with any luck for a long time.
Got another one of those “took us a year to decide we don’t want your manuscript” rejections, and have thought, seriously, about writing a practical manual for submissions to literary journals.
Didn’t get chance to work out today, owing to the computer problems, but did get my second PT session for my neck. Looks like I’m down with a touch of arthritis and maybe a bulging disc. Or something like that. Meanwhile, we soldier on as usual.
Had a dream about my mom last night. She was dead, but through some miracle reanimated. There was an explosion of light and she sat up in bed, and when I asked her what people in Heaven eat, she said (without missing a beat) “Rolled oats and nectar.”
Took a nice walk this evening. Raked leaves afterward. What a pretty fall evening.
Not sure what tomorrow will bring, but looking forward to it whatever it is.