Some silly little survey set up by someone I don't know determined the best music for each Zodiac sign, and mine wound up being perfect. Aram Khachaturian's Masquerade Waltz. I love this...especially since it's performed by the Arthur Rubinstein Music School in Bydgoszcz, Poland as a finals performance.
It's a lovely end to a day of cleaning, laundry, and ignoring the world and the wildebeests who've taken it over.
Of course, Simon's sulking, and I don't care. I'm not dealing with him, tomorrow, either. I may go to Niagara Falls and just watch the water flow, carrying away my nonsensical concerns about a story that has exploded into nothing, on me, and has no right to have fucked with me like it did.
I have other books to write.
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