Bad Hair Day
Some days feel off, weird, make you kinda edgy. Maybe you get up exceedingly early. Maybe storms start lighting up the sky while you’re trying to do some particularly delicate computer work. It’s like a bad hair day. Sometimes the only thing to do is crawl back into bed and wait for the storm to pass.
As for me, I’ll be curling up on the couch and scribbling on notecards whilst waiting for my phone to charge up so I can resume my writing there.
This is short and sweet as I anticipate possible outages. We had a few interruptions over the last week or so, so don’t wish to tempt fate today.
Think wisely. Write well.
Until next time, I bid you, dear reader, adieu.