Woke up to a veritable winter wonderland, but one with a deadly secret (dum dum DUMMMM): the snowstorm ended with a finale of sleet, so the roads were like frozen ponds. As I journalled and sipped a cup of tea, I saw people carefully maneuvering their cars onto the roads, and decided to wait a little bit before heading to work. I’m glad I did; the day was comparatively warm, so that by the time I left, the roads were covered mostly with slush.
And there’s new VR story up. I’m not maintaining a large buffer of content, but I’m not sure if I need to; I’ve nearly finished the story. There’s probably less than two thousand words left to the VR story, which kinda amazes me because I’ve been writing it for two years now. Two years. And it should be over in a couple of months.
At which point, I want to completely rewrite it. But such is the nature of writing.
By the way, I didn’t bake any cookies today, despite having such an easy day. Spent quite a bit of time at home, but spent it working on online projects or goofing off watching MST3K. Oh well.