Okay, that's not an entirely accurate title, but it's close -- the cat definitely loves me.
I've got three reviews to write. Instead, I just keep staring at the screen. I pick up books and admire them but the words are not processing . . . unless they're really flowy. You know flowy, right? I did finish one book, because of the lovely, breezy, flowy writing. I can actually sleep a little. It's not good, solid sleep if you know what I mean, although I really kind of enjoyed last night's dream about adopting an orange cat and naming it "Cheeto". Tomorrow might be better. Sunday might be fabulous. The cat loves it when I lie around being useless and brainless, so I know I'll have company if I give up on everything and rest. Tonight, I'm going to soak in the tub and hope for sleep.
Incidentally, I found the above image by doing a Google image search and it was uncredited, so if anyone knows the source please inform me. I hate to post someone's artwork without asking. But, it's just so darned cute, isn't it? I did finish a book, this morning (only because I was near the end): Word Gets Around by Lisa Wingate. It made me laugh; it made me cry. I loved it.
I'll try writing, again, tomorrow. Nighty-night bloggers!