Somehow I shoved out chapter 70 yesterday. Here's hoping 71 doesn't give me such a hard time to-day. I hate when I get like this, especially considering how enthusiastic I was just the other day . . .
Last night I dreamt of a man telling of the mermaid society living near the centre of the earth where if a fellow wanted to change his clothes, all he had to do was peel off his skin to reach the outfit underneath. When I tried this (after the mermaid police had arrested me and put me in a cell) I found that the shoes inside my feet did not match, and that their soles were of different thickness, dooming me to hobbling about everywhere.