Three times Thirteen.

I thought I'd go into Brooklyn today, but when that didn't happen, I went to a bakery and got granola and a California breakfast bun. I bought an Adrienne Rich poetry collection at a discount, with exact change. I cooked some lunches for the next few days and spent some time editing the current project - five more chapters, and then I can move onto something else. I answered a bunch of fic comments and said thank you to a lot of birthday wishes.

It's been a low-key birthday, and it's been a good one.