I’m depressed. I’m cold. I’m miserable. My chest hurts. It’s dark and gloomy and windy and wet. I’ll bet even my bread fails to rise today.
There’s nothing in the house for lunch and there is no chocolate. No lemons for hot honey and lemon. No Scotch for hot toddies.
Grump. Grump. Grump.
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The Scattered Thinker is somewhat past her prime, but not yet in any danger of giving up. In the Inter-world, she is often known as plumbum, or sometimes as ulygan. In the Real Life, she goes by the name of Beth.
Beth is a roamer. She lives in a motorhome and has a backup static caravan that serves as a bolthole if needed. Bricks and mortar are very much a thing of the past.
Contact Beth if you would like to correspond with paper and pen.
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