Another near miss. Found a contest rejection in the box saying my joint had made it through three rounds into the final ten. But no cigar. Screw it. Had a productive day nonetheless. Up at five to the gym, home early to write, and managed a long afternoon cutting the lawns and trimming the trees. Rome wasn't burnt in a day, right?
Last day of May tomorrow. Hard to believe. Need to start making plans for the next fishing expedition.