It’s still raining. The morning has started off nice. I touched base with an old friend, I have spoken to a repairman to sort out my dryer. I’ve never watched 1917, but I have begun it.
I am proceeding with a story that has no title. 1345 words into it, I have no inkling where it will end. I just add to it. It seemed to just flow out of some dark avenue of my heart, so I suppose I will know when it is finished.
Y’all take care.