A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-And-Thirty-Three

Melissa and I are in Richmond for the night.  The drive was pretty uneventful, though we had a bit of a mixup with our hotel reservation.   Fortunately it all worked out in the end, but there was a point when that felt rather unlikely.

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