"I spent my life becoming invisible."

Last night, I slept more than eight hours, the best night's sleep I've had in many months. So, four consecutive nights now, and I feel almost decent.

But I'm running late, so this is going to be short.

It's overcast again today, which is really for the best. I can't take that sky today. Currently, it's 54˚F here in Providence.

Yesterday, I wrote 766 words on the untitled story. Which I hope will have a title soon. I might actually ask readers for a title. It's something I've never done before. Let me think on that.

“I do think that if a book is really well written, it's terribly difficult to see how it's done.” ~ Anthony Powell

TTFN,
Aunt Beast

Tags: "an eschatology quadrille", anthony powell, clouds, readers, sleep, titles

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