Days like this, I really miss my convertible. I miss ya baby! I suppose it’s what I get for naming a car Persephone. Maybe I’ll go into the car underworld and find her (and maybe that’ll be the subject of my next epic poem).
I got a replacement hat today…but it’s not as good as the other one.
Well, I’m in Eureka now. If anyone wants to hang, give me a buzz, I’ll likely be at Mikas, drinking coffee and writing or figuring out what I’m going to say in the writing class tomorrow.