
Stymied was the blog today.
Stymied.
What an ugly word.
Well, the mind wasn’t quite as ghastly as that past participle, but it was a troublesome old thing. Fortunately, I am well-practiced at kicking twitchy brain matter into gear.
Unfortunately, the twitch-kicking took all day.
But here I am, late but verbal.
Some days that’s all one can hope for.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe