Found some old pics, edited a little… I’m doing it.  Not sure of the plan, but…. pictures.  Capturing what’s there, however and for whatever.

9:10, got here at about 8.  They said two hours, which makes me think they’ll call my name at about, maybe, 9:30?  What I think’ll happen, see if it does.

Thinking too much, putting upper-lip under curve of forefinger.  STOP, I say to myself.  Keep thinking and writing and planning…

Still haven’t poured second cup.  What am I waiting for?  Nothing.  Too attached to and attacked by these photography sights, fascinations.