It seems our weirdly, ominously warm November is over. The high today was only 59˚F, overcast, with rain, and we have a freeze warning for tonight.
As wrong as the warmth and the dry were, I do so hate the cold and the wet.
I fucked up and slept late, until 7 p.m. I managed a paltry 597 words on the beginning of Section 7 of the new Tinfoil
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