It was a slow but relatively quiet day at work. And that’s about all there is to say about today, really.
They can’t all be wonders, you know.
"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
“Odi et amo” by Jóhann Jóhannsson
Last week. This week:
And so it goes. Good luck!