Had a nitro coffee a bit ago, ‘bout an hour past, and now to water feeling that quake and curve from the caffeine. Nothing changing. Air quality is horrid, stuck inside, readying for work Monday.
Found an old shot of …. Vineyard leaf. The stem attaching, life and just walking the row, staring off into some hue and reality, tones and wild pulses of possibility.
Caffeine beginning to fade in its ways slated stay. Think of reading, then think again. Could this get any more repetitive, any more odd?
Don’t let yourself think like that, I say… use each photo is a story, a book… the leaf, start there.