Working on the outline/rough draft for Shattered Time (since I never completed it, and returning to pen-to-paper work tends to help me flesh characters out better, because I'm less likely to be caught up in the "Go, go, go!" that seems to come with typing).
Also listening to music, drinking coffee, and trying to figure out what to make for dinner tonight.
Catching up on the recent episodes of Doctor Who and Better Call Saul.
Sunday I went to go see "To kill a mockingbird" with my sister and brother-in-law. That was my first play and it was an interesting experience. Yesterday night I had a writing class which I found kinda ironic.
Trying to fall asleep. I have to work in the morning and I am tired but sleep just won’t come. This happens every now and then and it makes the next day hard. I hate sleepless nights. Aside from that restless feeling the next day I like to dream and not getting to feels like a missed opportunity, like I’m being denied something I am owed.