We have peas.
The direct heat has broken a little, but the humidity is already 85% and the airborne allergen count is not something I needed the alert notification to tell me about. Seven hours sleep. Spent yesterday in the garden ripping out bindweed, recovering a pond long lost under weeds and holly bushes, planting trees, tearing up more weeds and lopping back wild roses, and, frankly, I could have used more sleep. But brain said no. Brain said “let’s lay awake until 3am and come up with schemes.”
I have three scripts in front of me I need to crack into properly, and I have some notions I need to explore and test, and I need to carve out more proper thinking time. STATUS will be all the same this week.
Also worth noting: in SUCCESSION, the President drops out a few weeks before his party’s national convention due to media stories about his health and fitness to run again… the writing team must be having an eerie moment today…
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