I would still be tired from yesterday but this weather begs to be out in a cafe. Cloudy, wind just a bit of cold. And the quick shower we just had.
There would have to be a raising of the cups for the loss of Leonard Nimoy. For what he gave and inspired.
I have been thinking how much I miss being in RPGs (Role Playing Game) lately. I was part of two major ones some years ago. I think one might still be active but the other folded after a little over a year. I was also a member of three smaller ones round the same time, one of which I created.
One was one Live Journal and the rest on Greatest Journal if remember right. Was a long time ago.
I would stay up til near dawn many a night writing in them. It was a fun time.
That’s probably where that thought to do the fake journal came from. To have that fantasy element outside of the fics. Step into another skin, as it were.
But today is a lazy day. It’s going to be hard to get up out of the chair. Really need to work on that teleportation. Along with the telekinesis.
Here’s the others sharing some coffee this weekend.