night falls on lake superior

Sleet is tapping on the glass outside my window. It’s cold and gray today. I took time to read a stack of paddler blogs today. Posted some inanities on twitter and fought with some code which in the end never did do what I wanted it to do. I fixed a setting that made you register to comment. (I don’t know how it changed, I killed it.) I answered a couple phone calls but felt incoherent. Finding words was like reading old English script backwards behind a glass of water. Gryphon’s been sick for days. I caught it last night.  Feeling dizzier than usual.  I have a fever coming on. I did my bit for the day. Lasted as long as I could. Now I simply want to crawl under the blankets like slipping beneath the surface of the sea, and sink to the bottom.

By the way, did you know that “Ronin” litterly means “drifting person”… I’m feelin it..