It’s officially tomorrow, I know. But I’m still awake and so it’s still Saturday and so I am still counting this as Day 7. I have a good post planned — it involves ballet, car conversations, the moon, Rosa Parks, commuting, equality, and justice. But instead of writing that, I spent the last several hours working on my submission for my writing group, which itself is also overdue. Because this is what happens when you have too many outlets for your writing. An embarrassment of riches.
More tomorrow —