Home, sleep, .... woke up a couple times with story ideas and snippets of ideas of things to discuss and define (like a 'chaos rut'), and... was up a few more hours that way, then ... up ... la. so tired. wrote out a very long dream in

Got in (what I consider) late to work, but was the first person in my office, still. A nice reprieve, perhaps. Or something. So tired. Wound up taking my motorcycle to work even though I want to minimize my riding until it gets serviced, just because I really was _that fragging late_, and 20 minutes versus an hour is one hell of a difference. ((hour being walk to public transit, then ride public transit, then short walk to work)).
Right. Dragging. Tired. La.