Three good things:
1. I’ve been keeping up with the writing blogging, and it’s really been helping.
2. Ate roast duck for lunch and did not have flashbacks.
3. Bruised knee badly on stairs. A gentle bliss of “the event that caused the pain is over” is filling my head. Because I’m fucked up that way.
4. My main characters like each other! I wasn’t sure that would happen. But now they are like glue to a certain point of obnoxiousness.
And so to bed.