I made a playlist for one of my favorite characters that I really enjoy writing about and lately I've been listening to that playlist nonstop. I have to be careful not to listen to it before I go to bed because it really charges me up and makes me want to write. I found another spider today in the bathroom. A "daddy long-legs" and he was hanging out in the sink. He really scared the hell out of me when I saw movement, because the guy was a little bigger than what I've been seeing around the house. I gave him his space, but I'm not naming him because I've only seen him once and he might not be in the same location tomorrow night. I don't kill spiders. We finally moved into our new place. It's spacious. I didn't really think we'd unpack all the boxes, but Emory did. I knew we had a lot of stuff, and seeing all of it gives me good memories, mostly cooking memories. Now I have a gluten allergy so that's changed a lot of what we can make. Not
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