The circuit breaker trips again. The second such incident in two days and the third in the last few months. With nothing other than the fridge as major appliance in use at the moment, there’s nothing to explain a power surge. Must inform the agency when I go pay the rent today.

The story moves along as the title implies. Chronology? What’s that? Scene order? Not yet? Bits of dialogue or action, waiting in the wings? Some. Confidence in myself and in the  writing process? Sometimes.

The photo illustrating this post? Call it: How Now, My Cow?