Awake way too early due to shitcat deciding to violently demolish a chunk of the bedroom some time around 9am.
Sorting out the day’s listening. Hoping to be an actual writer today, rather than an email and message-responder. Inbox 10, and I just ate half a small caramel bar for breakfast because fuck it, who cares anymore (he said, checking his resting heart rate for the third time today)
Just about to mark up the boards, and clear a lot of stuff off them, and then get to work. Today feels good.