I’m going to a wake today. It will be nice to see my friends, but still. One of them is dead.
In other news, Howard and my agent read my new proposal and say it needs work, but it’s salvageable. That’s mostly good news. Not as good as “I think this could win a really good prize” or something, but still.
I should have titled this post: But Still.
A new pastime: seeing how many birds can fit on the feeder at one time.