This morning I hid real live human beings in drab, contained their hair, but whispered that I knew they were still in there, and I sent them to their undercover work as schoolchildren.
This morning I wrestled electric cats into a fairy faraday cage, and took them to the torturer, who weighed their hearts and found them wanting.
I rubbed magic potions onto the electric cats gums, and we widened our eyes to each other.
This morning I cornered the laundry monster and labelled its parts. It still lives, but the first of its limbs has been wrestled into submission.
This morning I bargained with the weather gods and won, for a while, and took the tribbles out to work their way across the grass.
And then I stopped for coffee
and while I drank the coffee I wrote a tanka on a scrap of paper I've now glued in a notebook and shared it with you.
What have you done this morning?