I wrote for about eight hours today, trying to sort out my thoughts on community and isolation for Home, Part 2. It's almost ready, but it's just not quite there. Twice, I completely wrote it, then threw it away. So, about 8:45, when I was in the throes of writing, we had a phone call. Someone wants to rent the house! Yay! And they want to move in two days! Boo!
All that to say, who knows if I'll finish what I worked on today. For the next 36 hours, I'll be packing like a mad woman.