It's Tuesday again. A week ago I was in Falmouth and had just gone to my room after a nice evening with friends and colleagues. I missed writing. Then I come back and I go to writing tonight, and I'm too tired to post it. Plus it always needs to be editted. Stuff I write in writing is bigger than this evening stuff.
I did write about the experience of seeing all these photos of myself in my early 20s. It really has been kind of spooky or something. More on that later. Meanwhile, sleep calls once again.
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