AnotherThing upon the table

FicThing is moving along nicely, steadily – a slow acclimation to the process of processing chaos: an organizational structure emergent that helps me see a larger picture and affords the chance to swim deep into the chaos. As it should be, probably.

Related: the overarching theme of the workmorning seems to be long-gestating dots finding their context. To wit: there might be a new thing – or, rather, an old thing reemergent; I think I stumbled upon a potential context for its existence. Note that I was skeptical until I checked morning blood sugar - 118, best it's been in a week. The NewThing - AnotherFicThing – has been rescued from the Purgatory file and moved to The Table

The day awaits, whatever it might hold.