Tomorrow will probably be thunderfuckingly stressful, assuming all goes according to plan.

But today…today, I got to sleep in. I had a good workout while watching my boys Liverpool defeat Everton in the Merseyside derby. I got some writing done. Listened to a lot of music. I have some more football games recorded to watch in a little bit. A bedside table filled up with books to read. And looking at Natasha Wescoat’s Jeweled Trees series of paintings has cheered me up and made the neverending whiteness outside seem a little less bleak.

Sometimes you just have to recognize, yo.