And I missed a day. I knew it was bound to happen, especially once the apocalypse started. That doesn’t particularly make me feel better about it, but here we are. I was kind of bummed out about it earlier, but at this point in the day, I’ve come to terms with it. The point, after all, is to write more frequently, which I’m still doing. And post Easter, the once a day post thing isn’t going to keep happening anyway. It’s way too much. So, really, it’s fine. If there was a goal I was going to miss, that was the most arbitrary one I could get.