I didn’t run this morning, but took a run-walk day to keep moving (dinnae even leave the house yesterday), coffee and fruit, then Morning Prayer, shower, coffee and toast (Margaret gave me several different butters for Christmas, with a view to learning what is my favourite, so I have to eat a lot of butter for the next few weeks; I don’t make the rules), and now settling in to work on The Last Essay. I might have done yesterday, but out of my determination to feel really free I opted to dabble in one activity after another instead of maximising my writing time toward finishing TLE. For instance, I got a notion to submit a proposal for a conference, but as I started doing initial metaphorical legwork toward the proposal, it faded and ebbed in my imagination; I may end up sending something in, eventually, but not till I finish TLE and then give some real thought to the proposal project. It would be fun, in several ways, but not till I finish TLE.