Slightly lost

Gwen and I both these days.

I picked names from my story for the kittens, and they are mostly very wrong. Little Gwen is all soft and timid and quiet. Isvan is brawny and boisterous and a people person. Teodor squeals like a mouse and tends to lose his way. Balthasar is a healthy little guy. Ha.

I feel like that, too. Like someone installed someone else in my brain over Christmas. Book? What book? And what energy? And what routines? Just can't remember.

Well. There's always next week.