Ah Lady MacBeth, your visions

Are but your nightly amusement,

Your hands may be scrubbed

Raw to rub out that bloody stain,

But they do not know what

Lurks behind each poor man’s pen,

Death, taxes and procrastination.
‘Twas both taxes and procrastination tonight, as well as a sudden need to update my CV and social media profile.  Yup, I may be on the move again, and so I’ve started the search.

So no writing today, except this sad excerpt.

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