Tired and grumpy all week for some reason. Things are annoying me more than usual. Yesterday, storm news reports. This morning, emails from a random stranger who wants me to help him/her do some project, but he/she can't form a cohesive sentence to even explain what he/she is doing. Tomorrow, who knows?
An older Mr and Mrs Frankenstein sit around a fire, reading. Mrs F sighs and complains her eyesight is getting worse and worse. The letters are so small. Chuckling, she says soon she'll need longer arms just to read! The fire burns low and sleep overtakes them. When Mrs F wakes she discovers her arms are a foot longer!