It’s been a long day. Longer than anticipated, less full than anticipated, though with ice cream. Any day with unexpected ice cream… well, unexpected ice cream is often a very good thing. At least temporarily. But ice cream aside, the day has been sort of empty, even though lots happened. It’s a true “day off.” Even though I’ve been out multiple times, it feels like I haven’t. I’ve sequestered myself, somewhat productively, somewhat not. Waiting on all these posts was a mistake after all. A big one. Big.