It is all madness in the sticky south. Hurricane weather. Last night at nine o’clock it was just dropping below 90 degrees. The humidity was about equal to that. Stepping out the door is like putting on a wet wool blanket.
I’ve come back to relentless work. It drives every creative thought from me. I am afraid I will forget what I learned before I ever use it. Time. I need time. I don’t know if I can create things in the margins.
And today I went for my four month check up at the retinologists. They numbed and dialated my eye and now I can not see worth a damn. He said I was good, but my eye is not good. It is OK. At least I don’t have to go back.
Anyway, I can’t tell if the photo I am putting up is clear. Let me know.
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