I had the best of intentions tonight. It was a stunningly sunny day, with the fog just over the next hill blowing a cool breeze into me as I reclined on top of the ferry on my way home. Inspiring. But then I got home, and the dogs needed walking, and then I was stinky from my bike ride so I needed a bath, and then there was wine that needed drinking, and email that needed reviewing… and now it’s way past bedtime. The dogs are snoring and the roommate has passed out after too many margaritas. And so my word count shall remain static today.