Itchy Weather

No insulating got done today. It was kind of sad how overcast and misty it was. Finished my second rough draft of the story I'm going to try to publish and you can imagine how surprised I was when I ended up rewriting the whole thing. It's better than it was, and that's all I can ask for. Roughly 3000 words, and it might be posted here in a week or two. Tentatively titled: The Itch.

From the RD: "Are you..are you all right, mister?" The homely woman with mousy hair was half turned to him in worry, but Todd could see she was just as eager to leave the elevator as stay and see what was wrong with him.
Todd didn't answer her.
Instead, he laid his hand flat on the top of his head, feeling the warm, congealing scabs that covered his earlier handiwork. He tore them off.