In the space of one email, a day can go to hell.
Sunny today, the sky the too-blue of autumn, the air dry. But warm. Our high was 89F.
I got up at 5:30 a.m. to work - one of only two sane reasons I can imagine doing such a damn fool thing, the other being insomnia - then promptly discovered I was neither ready to begin another new story nor work
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