Just playing around after a weirdly restful and satisfying day. The fact that I haven’t tried to do any shopping whatsoever probably accounts for the “restful” bit. Leicester going top of the table this afternoon is the satisfying aspect. All in all, not a bad way to start what is traditionally my least favorite part of the year.
I picked up the short novel Flatland on kindle to make sure that my new story doesn’t accidentally steal too much from the classic. I want all if the theft to be intentional. That way, I can call it homage, right?
I’m struggling to get my dander up about anything political this week. I want to be outraged, but I’m burned out. Part of the problem is that I find myself disagreeing with people I respect. Instead of feeling outraged, I’m just disappointed. “Really, you’re going to throw your support behind that?”