I didn’t write yesterday.

The limpet in my skull was not pleased. My brain requires a rock to cling to overnight. Writing during the day wears out the limpet at night.

Therefore, from 1am to 4am my brain had kittens. In this case, kittens are bad.

I will write today.

Here ends my tale of angry limpets and bad kitties.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe