Vacation continues

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Just another day at the library, then coffee and a dark-chocolate-chip scone at the Public Market. The best thing? The song writing muse grabbed me, shook me vigorously, handed me a file to remove those pesky serial numbers from the tune, and whispered in my ear tantalizing hints about how to fit the history of the universe into three verses. The muse, as they usually do, has left the hard work of getting it to rhyme and scan to me, but we’ll see what I can do. (There is a cute cartoon of the muse handing over a file waiting to be drawn by somebody.)