I had a really cool dream last night, a multi-part epic involving spores, China, tunnels, a ninja, and a red canoe. If that sounds ridiculous, I can only say, yes, and, but it was pretty awesome.

I woke up and for the first time in months, I thought I should do some writing, get some of this on paper and see where it goes. Then I looked at the thermometer and saw that it was only 63 degrees outside of my covers. So I stayed in bed.

(I've already forgotten most of it.)