A. E. Waite: Victorian poet, magician, Horlicks manager and imposter-syndrome-sufferer… pic.twitter.com/yVGH3lmrrW
@iamtheshunt1 As in “I wish I hadn’t left the house, because now my clements are all sweaty.”
@iamtheshunt1 I am glad to hear that my discernment of about twenty minutes ago was correct. Guessing evening may be a better time…