Today has been a hard day. Just too much discomfort to really do anything at all. I made the mistake, too, of looking into my mouth in the mirror. That was depressing. Mostly, I’ve avoided that kind of self-regarding contemplation in the wake of this cancer situation and its slowly unfolding aftermath.
I took a shortish walk with Wendy, and read a bit, and napped, and that’s about it.
More later, then.
Here are some pictures from the Lake Park today, where we found an exhibition called “Street Furniture.”
Lastly, there was a pavillion with some student works, and this keyboard-alligator leapt out at me.
[daily log: walking, 3 km]
