Jack of Harts

I have returned home from the convention. I spent it with three friends sharing a couple rooms. The beds were bad enough that I woke up in the middle of the night with a backache so bad I ended up moving over to the daybed and sleeping the rest of the night. I remember fondly being able to sleep on a floor when I was young. Now I can’t sleep if the bed is bad. On the plus side, I’m back home after spending an otherwise good weekend with friends, and with more friends at the destination that made the trip fun.

I now have a great many figures that can be used for reference for my stories moving forward, and that is awesome. And I will be back in my bed tonight for some good sleep, and that will also be awesome.