"Today I pry myself loose from my own entropy."
I finished reading Bluebeard's Egg the other day by Margaret Atwood, which I really enjoyed. Good, descriptive language in there that had a nice flow. That's a line from it that I liked, and seemed very fitting for today. The weather is dragging and I'm tired and have sort of been blobbing around for most of the afternoon. Best part of the day so far: two great letters in my mailbox!
