Today is not a couch day. Oh no. Today is a fetal-position-in-bed-all-day day.
Snow. Wind. Slush. Cold.
Turtlenecks. Turtlenecks. Hat. Sweater socks.
Listening to podcasts on a variety of mystics, misfits, and martyrs.
Headache. Go away computer screen.
Trick or treat...
or should I say slick or sleet!
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