I managed to work myself into a stressed out fit today for no particularly worthwhile reason. Just trying to cram more into the day than reasonable and stressed that my 30+ body can't keep up with the 20-year-old model that I think I still have. My own husband had the gall to call me insane when I proudly proclaimed that I'd done chores two days in a row WHILE brushing my teeth.

I couldn't sleep tonight, so I wrote the most self-indulgent bit of fluff I've written since (uh-oh, self-embarrassment filter seems to be entirely absent at 5 AM) I was fourteen and wrote a story featuring yours truly and INXS. Hopefully, this effort has marginally more merit. Thanks to luvsev for the beta! Night owls unite!

( The Great Blue Yonder )

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And yes, I'm feeling much better now. *scratches arm vigorously*