The problem with summer is that the day starts too early. I am up and ready to go, but the people that I have to call are not — or if they are, they are doing so in greatest secrecy. Going back to sleep is out of the question for me; Satchel the Cat has a different view on that, though. I’m just lucky he is not falling asleep on anything important.
Too much writing to do. Yes, I know it looks like I am getting no writing whatsoever done, but you’ll just have to take my word for it.
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