Midnights, March: 31

I have realized that if I stand a chance at happiness in this season, I need to get more sleep. That means cutting out this night feed as much as Albie will let me. Yes, I wanted to bulk him up a bit with extra Night Calories—Nutrition After Dark—but I will just have to do my best to convince Ol’ Wiggly-Pants McGee to buckle down and concentrate on eating more during the day. Sun’s out…tongue’s out? No. Oh, yikes. Forget I said that. 

Does this mean you won't continue Midnights, March into April? I hear you ask. Good question, you! To which I say, Not if I can help it. This nightly discipline has been a valuable exercise as I ease back into writing, and it's reminded me how much I really do enjoy blogging. But I probably won't do it every night. Time to get back to fiction. 

But anyway. Thank you, as always, for reading. 

I love you. 

Be well. 

(That is a threat.)