Early rise for a change. Managed to drag myself out of bed a little after six. Made some good progress on the stories, wrote letters to Matty and Jack, worked out.
FaceTimed with Matty and Jack a little later in the afternoon, and got in a little more writing time. All in all, not a bad day.
The late afternoon rain turned to snow. Then it turned back to rain. Probably turn back to snow again if it lasts much longer.
Feeling like we’ve high-centered on something and can’t quite get free, but hey, that’s the lump sum of the past year, isn’t it?
Head down, shoulder to the wheel. That’s the antidote for the moment. Or the diversion, anyway.
Looking ahead to a quiet evening.