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[cornerofmadness]

I spent the morning very sad. I don't know why. Mom noticed but I played it off as being tired. Then I began to write.

That worked out well for me. I finished three stories in my Yahtzee thing (well almost finished) I had forgotten it. I need, to do what I want, to get them all within 10 words of each other so I need to all five done and then tweak them. It's a series of young Malcolm stories except the last one. the prompt are Catholic votive candles and I'm debating, is this Gil's wedding or Jackie's funeral (which wouldn't fit 'the growing years' umbrella).

I also got a Gil Arroyo mask today. Not sure who sent it but thank you. (I have an idea). I appreciate it and as masks phase out I'll turn it into an art project. I'm pretty excited about that.

Tonight is Gil Arroyo night on Save Prodigal Son twitter party. I am loving it.

I made it outside today on the porch. It was nice. I think it was easier to be inside at the home than here. There I knew I couldn't go do anything. Here I feel like I should be able to and I can't and then I feel bad.