Yesterday, I posted to to Facebook: You know those stories about animals chewing off their paws to escape steel-jaw traps? Today, that's me.
We went out to the market, and the air was too cold to breathe. The Providence River is frozen over. Last night, we watched some of the new season of Black Mirror, and I did a little RP.
Today is Elizabeth's birthday. She would have been 47.
Today, I have to try harder to work. The deadline for The Tindalos Asset is (supposedly, according to the contract) January 1st, and, well, that isn't going to happen. Not even close.