I’ve finished my reread of The Farthest Shore. I’ve still got three chapters of the deep read to write up, but those will have to wait.
I am overfed and overtired, and the house is just the right temperature for sleeping. And I still have a little work to do before bed.
In the world of the day job, I am through with the busiest time of year. The long stretch of spring into the quiet, empty summer begins. My birthday is past, too.
Let’s try to make more art. Until next time.
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