Thursday

  • well, that deadline went well. In the black and white stark certainty that words pretend, irony is perhaps difficult to distinguish.
  • the rising tide of an anxious bubbling as deadlines and presentations furtively sneak ever nearer. A merry go round involving the emperor’s clothes and confusing making sense of it myself with communicating to others.
  • sunshine after winter

Wednesday

  • on the cusp of spring a fogged morning offers the softest blue horizon
  • blue skies signals nascent season. 20C bare peacocking flesh springs
  • the cyst that came with age took on its own attitude, resplendent in its infected febrile roundness

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