You know the little film that sometimes forms on top of milk, if you’re warming it slowly enough?

I actually really like that. It’s silky and tenuous.

If I get enough work done tonight, I’m allowing myself the luxury of updating the blog that’s been so neglected, the peanut gallery has actually begun to expostulate. And, oh, I’ll get enough work done tonight: it seems to be Appreciation Eve for my drug of choice, hot and fragrant in its black coffee mug with yellow writing.