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Hilariously, I cannot time, and it turns out that my meatspace obligation is next week, not this one! I shall now proudly spend this one faffing about on the internet doing very useful things. Like making a Ye Zun playlist. And feeding myself. I'm already ahead of wordcount for the year for my 100k goal, so I can chill for two weeks. (I'll very likely end up starting something, but that can happen on its own time when my creative energies have been a bit recharged.)

For reasons best left unexplored at this junction, I have been reading a collection of Tang poems. Wang Wei (王維) has grown on me.