What an odd day. I, man…outside of this morning, I kinda floated through the day. Which is weird! Because I got shit done. I got the writing done I needed to, and it was a massive sequence I had no idea really how I was going to get through it. Really disturbing sequence. Horrifying, really, and that definitely is part of the weird mood, I think. Depressing. But hopefully that’s good for the writing.
So, an odd day in that I got done what I wanted and needed to get done…but I am out of it. Weird weekend. Liz agrees, actually. We just talked about it. Weird weekend. Not bad…but both of us just kinda felt like we floated through it. I don’t know why. The time change, maybe, and just feeling exhausted still from that? Maybe.
Anyway. About to finish my latest wine book before bed, so I’m gonna go do that. Night night.