it begins

[marcicat]

Things I woke up to this morning:

1. snow on the car

2. a growing realization that “a good night’s sleep” didn’t magically make a 50,000 word novel plan appear in my head

3. the cat batting at my face*

[*This is 100% my fault. He meows at me to get up, and my typical reaction is to blindly reach out a hand and pat him. (My brain thinks this is the perfect solution to calming a meowing cat. Spoiler alert: it is not.) So now he does it back to me, which is sort of halfsies on adorable versus annoying.]

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