Mostly cloudy today. A high of 77F.
I profundly unproductive day. Fear tends to have that affect on me.
I began reading Eddie Muller's Dark City (Revised and Expanded Edition): The Lost World of Film Noir.
Only six days remaining, until one of two scenariors begins to play itself out, and I am all but paralysed with dread. And not only that, but a deep sense of sorrow for what has befallen our nation. I see no way of healing a divide when exremeists on both sides of a divide are, because I am not in the mood to pull punches, insane. There are a lot of things I could say, but it's best i don't.
Please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Thank you. Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
8:39 a.m.