3 pages already logged,

and 7:59AM on clock.  Pictures today, the visual, all on my mind.  Take ten impressive or usable photos, that’s my aim.  I’ll bring some pieces to grade I guess, something quick, and then for lunch take my time with words, on this revived word profligacy– just think and ingest, accept everything.  Everything’s a subject I keep telling myself, and all needs a page, even the staplers in the tasting room and how they can always be found but in different locations.  It’s frustrating but funny at the same time.

Jackie again telling me to close this laptop and play.  He’s right.

Sun through blinds, telling me the same.  I’m reprimanded with a painting…