Unfortunately, however, my brain is refusing to budge from its sedentary
repose.
Push, prod, cajole, beg, blackmail, threaten off-handedly, threaten
on-handedly, whatever I try to get the gray matter up and moving just isn’t
working.
Apologies for that.
Tomorrow, there will be flow.
Until then, please just step over this mound of immovable mush and
continue on with your day.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
