Dec 27th

I had started writing a new manuscript this afternoon, inspired by an old match involving The Other Guy and The Celebrity.  8 pages, the most of anything I've written in over a year.  Not much in the long run, but progress none the less.
In between I've been scratching the right side of my body {it went on for more then 45minutes}

Also, I confessed elsewhere about a vision I had few nights ago.   A dark outline of a man playing with a dog.  I've read about other people having cryptic visions/dreams just before meeting their soulmates. I'm wondering ...