Keys Run Amok

Chaos reigns supreme in Circeland as one might expect. Adding to the hectic first day turmoil was losing my GP key. After frantic requests for assistance, it was found cowering in some dusty, remote corner of the neighboring structure undergoing renovation. I hate it when devices run amok and try to escape!

Much more has happened, I’m experiencing the mother of all headaches and I have no time to expand on this precarious predicament but tomorrow is another day and I’ll try to play catch-up manana.

kisses,
circe