Firlefanz, 
Gute Nacht, Freunde.
700 words for Sun, and I have plans. (He would probably object to them, though.)
And then I wrote a difficult email, and that made me feel down for the rest of the day.
Silly old fears, really, but they still have a hold on me.
Tomorrow will be better, and I finally have an idea for new Zell covers that I find fascinating. We'll see what the cover designer says.