cimorene

wow. am beginning to think six hours of sleep may be inadequate. bleh, just look at that weather! it's back down in the forties today and it's not raining, but the air's damp and i didn't sleep well.

i dreamed, of all things, that i was reading the new part of k'sal's story (which she hasn't written yet), and stopped yet again without finishing, reaching any crucial point, or cluing me in as to what was going to happen with it in the long run. the most maddening thing of all is that it was mostly dialogue--of which i can't remember anything. except another hand-on-the-shoulder bit. maybe i'll make tea and get dressed, yes, and reread my greek over breakfast.