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Had a thing at school that went late... came home, made a sandwich, read another 50 or so pages of Days of Blood & Starlight, watched New Girl, and ate some Clementines. For the first day since the day I drove back from LA, no writing, NaNo or Secret Santa.

It feels a little weird. Nice to take a break, but weird. Like I'm forgetting something and I'm not sure what even though I know exactly what I didn't do.