Today is a Saturday that feels like it's a Sunday. There's not much downside to this, aside from vague disorientation: the subconscious brainmeats are convinced that everything is happening all at once today, which means I'm ending up astonishingly productive. Laundry's done, I'm hitting the gym and my deadlifts, and I've figured out the last component of my December/ January travel on the East Coast.

I've a week left before I head out - everything till the 29th is set in stone, and now I just need to find a Philadelphia AirBNB. We'll see if I manage to get in my Magic Garden trip and some solid downtime.