My entire body hurts today, but it could be worse. Also observe this bird batting airborne allergens towards me. It’s that time of year, folks.
Inbox 18. I am still very behind on a lot of things, because my brain is down to 75% of working capacity, so if you’re waiting on something for me, I swear I’ll get to it soon but right now just moving and breathing are challenging enough.
Last night I sat here ordering more pens and gear for my shoulder bag, on the deeply flawed assumption that one day I’ll be allowed outside again. But it felt nice to plan for it, and to get things ready for The After Time. I’ve loaded about five gigs of music on to my phone, I have two working sets of wireless earbuds, and I’m allowed to dream.
Okay, now I have to go back to scanning through a film company’s IP library. And get coffee. Good morning, reader.