Yet another meeting this morning, one that promised a not particularly fun time of it next week. But for now, it’s the weekend, and I’m focusing only on that.
Weekends are good. There ought to be more of them.
"It was then that Delirium noticed that she had absentmindedly transformed herself into a hundred and eleven perfect, tiny, multicolored fish." — Neil Gaiman, The Kindly Ones
“Don’t Be Afraid of Your Anger” by Clem Snide
Last week. This week:
And so it goes. Good luck!