the morning raking over coals that is the job search is done. updated and hung the latest virtual version on the line. hah. mental image of clean laundry in the sunny breeze and how odd it is to hope someone will like the sheets as much as you do.
i’m hungry. funds are tight until after the 4th of October. don’t suppose it will hurt to lose a few more pounds. lemonaid from lemons, remember?
i have no idea what my daughter is doing. zetty called three days ago asking for financial help. broke me down. i had nothing to give. i do hate when that happens. the cats seems to have either allergies or ear infections. i clean their ears each night and then they zip around like shadows, staggering into walls and one another as they try to reach an itch that can’t be scratched.
rambling, i know. sorry. i have an itch that can’t be scratched, too. just me, staggering around, running into walls, trying to reach it.
bleh.
today’s image from an archive of self-selected visual identities. for what it’s worth, i haven’t felt like this in a long time. but i sure would like to. i remember when i did. it was… right.