Morning CoSo. β
I tossed and turned all night, but also had one of those dreams in which I tell a whole story to myself (this one, a story of academic jerkwaddery - not as fun as the mysteries I sometimes create).
So... I can't tell if that means my head's on straighter or weirder this morning, but I do sorely appreciate everyone who showed up when I was feeling frightfully low last night. π€ These are weird times and I'm more alone than usual these days - except when I'm here.
Happy Tuesday!