you were more than just a dream

I made it home safe and sound, after an interminable flight during which I worked on Thorington, napped, spilled red wine all over my (luckily black) dress, and read half of a book I'd been saving for a rainy day. But that is all I shall tell you - i'm barely going to get seven hours of sleep as it is, and that guarantees that I'll be driving in peak traffic, which makes me sad. So this is all you get - goodnight!