"Carry each his burden. We are young despite the years."

[greygirlbeast]

Another overcast day, mostly, only a little sun shining through now and then, and there's rain on the way for tonight. Currently, it's 66˚F.

Today, I wrote 1,301 words on "Refugees." I'll finish the story tomorrow.

The signature sheets for A Little Yellow Book of Fever Dreams have gone away to Pennsylvania via UPS, and I am glad to be rid of the

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[everville340]

There was the most beautiful birdsong up in the tree outside the apartment earlier. I don't know why I'm sharing that, but it's the closest thing to nature I've felt in what seems like ages.