So many great replies to my last entry--I appreciate all of them, though my response rate quickly slumped. Today, I slump, with great tiredness.

Good AA meeting midday. I like this Tuesday one, and hope I can keep going.

I have nothing to say. Why am I saying it?

So. Sleepy.

I keep thinking about Jack and Vaughn. It's a wrongness but I keep making an effort at it, gnawing at it like a squirrel with a nut. Or a nut with a squirrel. Is there even a single story out there that anyone can rec? (The quality of "good" being implied.)

I think I will go work from home now. I.e., bring my laptop home, fall asleep on the couch, and hope to accomplish something when I wake up.