It's 0511. My coffee is still warm. The sky is bleeding orange from the rising sun. It's the only light pouring into the apartment (besides the monitor blue). 

I don't remember the dreams I had, but I feel rested.

We're close to $500 for funding progress. A few people have been reading Endsville which is exciting. I think it's the kind of book that will be fully experienced in print. Just being able to hold the thing and dog-ear a page when you want to take a break. 

Maybe we can do an Endsville jam. I'm not sure.

Good morning everyone.