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.