Magic Portal

Who knows where... or when... (how, or even why)? 
But there we are.

So to my 17 hour day... another interrupted early writing session - this time by rain dripping from the ceiling behind the fridge. A distracted start to work; back to back video meetings. No walk! 

But this evening I did chat to friends in Jersey who I hope to see soon, as the island's borders are reopening. Followed by a zoom with the writers. Always good. Even though I looked like a dish cloth in my little window and had to excuse myself when the dog knocked a full mug of tea across the room with her tail. Sigh.

Will catch up journals tomorrow. Bed is what I need right now!