Today’s triumph is that I’m out of bed, dressed, and sitting at the keyboard. I promised myself that I would be the Post Office of writers – you know, rain, snow, sleet, whatever. And last night’s dream involving evil octopi, a family member, and other assorted Crazy won’t stop me.
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