I tried to write yesterday, but nothing much came of it. The facts of the hour caught up to me and shut me down.
And now there's today.
I'm fasting today. It's the least thing that I can do.
Resistance, Peace, and Compassion,
Aunt Beast

Today was better, all in all. I slept a little more last night, for one thing. It was a little warmer, 87˚F with the heat index, and that helped,…
Cold, cold, cold. But a smudge less cold than yesterday, and the sun is out. Cold sun. Cold sky, but at least a few clouds to hide its taste for me.…
Well, fuck. It's almost 2 p.m. (CaST), and somehow the day is slipping past on filthy little cat feet – fuck you, Carl Sandburg, you sentimental…