Today is the longest day of the year. It's been rainy, and windy, and much like any other.
I finished a story I've been writing.
It's about regret. And second chances.
It's probably rubbish.
I'm tired tonight - I should remember not to take any meds until I'm ready to get into bed. Otherwise it's like trying to type with sand in my head.
Tonight I will take a sleeping pill - I don't want to dream tonight.