I'm done, again...

More work than I expected, helping the guys hump the boxes from the 2nd floor of a storage facility to a truck in the basement area, using the facility's carts. Plumping them into D Containers, then finishing everything up at the warehouse.

Now I just need to rest for my trip home, tomorrow. Flight's at 6:30am, but that's 9:30am by my body clock. I've managed to keep that schedule, this time.

I just hope my flights home are better than the one coming to Seattle. That was nightmarish.

I'm trying to get back to delving into my fantasy world as I write DCQ, but the political situation and possibility of war thanks to Felon47's meddling and Netanyahu's obscene use of Israel's Defense Forces to protect him from corruption charges are leading us to a real mess. It's hard to get past that when I'm trying to write.

But the reality is, with the rise of AI and remembering Terminator's war with the machines happened in 2029...writing an book may be an exercise in futility. Because it's looking more and more that James Cameron was prescient and humanity is dead meat.

That or it's the Apocalypse...which would really piss me off.