• Location: F***ing Providence, RI
• Mood: uncertain
• Music: REM, "Feeling Gravity's Pull"

Lydia has a cummerbund.

Cold and partly sunny. I suspect this is the most sunlight we've seen since sometime before the nor'easter came last weekend. It's been one cloudy, cold day after the next. Currently, it's 39˚F, with the windchill at 30˚F.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,052 words, despite the depression that only wants me confined to the bed.

Later,
Aunt Beast




11:04 a.m. (this morning)