Ffffebruary…

And that, my friends, was the sound of the air totally going out of the balloon. Or me freezing. Either way, that’s pretty much where I am at the moment.

So, what’s the deal? Whelp, I am officially between projects, which habitually leaves me poking my head out of my writer’s cave wondering what year it is.

From what I’ve seen so far, I’m not impressed.

Unfortunately, now’s the time I try to get all my adult-ing done before I disappear again for an unspecified amount of time. Taxes....