Firefly of Trill

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Random details: My joints are hurting a lot at night, which makes for restless sleep. Maybe it's the weather. I woke up this morning to the glitter of snow--not a mere sprinkle, but a good couple of inches, enough to pile up on branches and bury the hopeful green shoots in the flower beds. I should have gone to the Black Lives Matter demo this morning, but I kept looking out at the snow going sideways in the wind, and I just didn't. Every time I exert myself to the extent of standing outside in a cold wind for an hour, I'm wasted for the rest of the day. I hate that this is true, but I also don't want to get sick again. I stayed home and took care of laundry and stuff. Later, I started reading the Scrivener manual. It's heavy going. We started watching Season 1 of Travelers. I don't buy any of their premises, but it's intriguing so far. I'm trying not to be depressed, but I don't think it's working.