Well, for reasons I'd rather not think about or explain, I'm up and on the web at 1:30 in the morning. It's been a while since my last post, so I thought I'd drop into your day and say hello.
The story beyond that will have to remain obscure, but me being up at 1:30 can, if you've enough imagination, serve as a beginning, in medias res; a beginning in the middle, if you will.
Tomorrow's work. Why do we do this to ourselves?