Gotcha X 11 (Winnie the Hoople)

[greygirlbeast]

A very stormy day today. We do not get those often. I was up at 5:30 a.m., and at daylight the rain was pouring and the thunder was booming. Our high was only 78F, with a heat index of 80F; there was some localized flooding.

Today is Selwyn's 11th "Gotcha Day," commemorating the day he came to live with us. Be was just a little bug.

This morning, I wrote another 1,053 words on "A Buyer's Guide to Commonplace Bizarre." We did not read more of The Night Watchers, as a ve ry dark mood settled over me, and I knew I would not be able to be fair to the text in that state of mind. In that state of mind, I hate everything.

In this state of mind.

I sailed through yesterday, and I seemed hardly affected by the anniversary of Elizabeth's death. Today it came down on me, along with a bunch of other shit, like the proverbial load of bricks.

Somewhere else, today, I wrote of her death, Hindsight being 20/20, I know she did the right thing. She has been spared what the world has and will soon become.

I believe that.

Anyway, please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. For now, bills have to be paid.

Later,
Aunt Beast



3:07 p.m.