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I walked anyway and did a lot of talking that I’ve forgotten now that I’m home, warm, fed, and trying to remember. :/

It was raining with scattered snow. I was soaked by the time I got home.

The ambient temp wasn’t that cold, but the wind cut.

Not bad for February. Apparently I had a lot to say this morning, but I got sidetracked with breakfast and forgot to post it (and now I’ve forgotten what I talked about).

Gorgeous sunny, clear. I talked a lot about Fire.

I got a bit into the weeds with why punching nazis is a bad idea and – in the process – spoilered much of the over-arching theme of the Seeker’s Tales. Not a great introduction for any Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers who may have checked in after yesterday’s Masterclass on Science Fiction You might wanna wait until tomorrow. Just sayin

I had more to say than I thought.

Apparently I ran out of things to say by the 13 minute mark. Or my recording stopped. :/

I talked a lot about SFWA today.

It was a particularly uninspiring sunrise today.

Late post … I lost track of it.

I talked a lot about meditating this morning.

I grumbled most of the way today with little to add.

I’m in a bit of an Eeyore mood today. But I can still enjoy the blue sky of a new morning, apparently.

If I say it enough, perhaps I’ll remember it. I hear a lot of people don’t work on Sunday.