Meanwhile, I’m a bit foggy-headed today after a busy night of dreams where I lived an entirely different life. I was a police officer.
And there was a llama.
Or at least in the dream I thought it was a llama, but now, awake I realize it must have been an alpaca. Like I said, busy dreams.
So getting up after a night on the job is tough, even if the night on the job took place entirely inside my head. My head-parts are tired.
How about you? How dd you get through the week? How’s your own writing going? Feel free to comment if you want to, no obligation required.
And somehow we’ve slid into the very end bits of October. The weather finally realized it’s time to get chilly, and a flat gray sky is practicing for November.
Anyone doing it? I’m not sure this year. If you have a good argument either way, I’d love to hear it.
That’s my nonsense for the week. Have a great weekend.
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