Not the energy I thought I’d have. The 6.3+ miles on tread has finally caught me and ordering me to go to bed for early-early rise. No wine tonight. Shooting for 3 pages, all to blog. Writing possibly on winery visit today, to coming semester, to the next run.
Now eating popcorn (my night cap), and sipping ice water. Only a minute or two before I turn off news, walk upstairs to bed.
Tomorrow morning… Craft, don’t let me fail. I can’t fail. Coffee made and in new tumbler mother-in-law bought just this past xmas.
I’m ready for the morrow. Giving myself a late xmas present with tomorrow morning’s session. Coffee and composition– Newness, Newness is storm-like loads.