magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

Slept even later today. Nearly one pm. Eventually made my way to studio. I definitely needed the sleep, but without the morning the productive part of the day ends up feeling very short.

Megan was texting me photos of cats all afternoon, which at the beginning and the end was cuteness overload, but in the middle I tumbled into spiral of thinking about Chesterfield, and ended up crying in the bathroom for twenty minutes.

Leaving studio, I got a beer at the bar next door. Then home. Dinner. A little reading. And in bed early.