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
