journal

shit’s getting weird in the palace

It’s sunny, it’s clear, and while it’s not quite warm, it’s melting.

Good morning, world.  It’s Saturday.  The sun is coming up, the coffee is brewed, we’re expecting nicer weather.  “Nicer” is a broad, generous way of saying “eh, it’s not snowing right now”.  And it’s not.  The skies are clear enough to say it’s sunny at the moment.  It’s not warm. But it could be worse. …