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 Winter has my brain in a headlock, but not an alligator death roll, so things could be worse. A couple times last week I dredged up the focus to write a little. Then this morning I resolved a plot problem out of the blue, so that's a fucking relief.

Been reading a lot. Twelve days until the solstice, just a handful of daylight minutes left to lose, so thing will start picking up after that.

I haven't been to the gym for a couple weeks, but the year of regular exercise has been paying off, taking the edge off. It's a lot easier to initiate activity when I'm baseline stronger and fitter. I haven't been ravenous for starches. I haven't had any viruses or coughs yet, which is a change of pace from the usual winter. I can still enjoy things, which is often rare when the body would rather be hibernating.