Hey! I had an MRA this morning on my head. I don’t know if anyone has ever had one of these (or an MRI which I’m told is similar) but I basically spent 15 minutes in a white tube that felt like an isolation tank from Stranger Things. I made the mistake of scheduling it at 7:40 thinking it would be good to get it out of the way, but now I’m tired and worn out and a little off. So I’m moving Flash Fiction to tomorrow. I still have to get an MRA of my neck and MRI of my spine (yay…) so I’ll know better to schedule them later in the afternoon. I think there’s just something about starting my day off with it that messes me up.
In the meantime, enjoy the next part of Not Knowing When, and I’ll link all the recent updates again.