It feels late and I admonish my self that the excess but important medicinal caffeine late last night makes it feel that way.
It isn’t late not really we just changed the clock and I should not have adjusted. Many things are making me tired.
I am determined to get back to it.
Getting my fingers typing better again. They feel clumsy and awkward right now. Some will pass soon as they feel puffy with the weather change.
I have such wonderful ideas as I drive around but by the time I have a moment to write they are gone. The blank page laughing at me.

For the first time in a few weeks I have a huge chunk of day to write tomorrow, to knit and to plan. Maybe even edit.

But for now I need to sleep and or make a grocery list.