I thought I might do some light exercising yesterday. I thought about it. Somehow, though, that held little appeal. And so. . . I didn't. The morning was beautiful, and I thought to walk. Rather, I sat. Then I ate. Then morning was over and Mr. Tree called to tell me he was bringing lunch. So I poured a mimosa and took lunch outside. When I went back in, I sat down at the computer and began looking, once again, through old files. I hit upon some folders with images from California circa 2012.
And that is where I stayed the rest of the live long day.
My God, images that might never have seen the light of day. Why had I never worked on them before? The day wore on. Just one more. But then the next one. It takes me awhile to work up a picture, but after working all afternoon and into the night, I had about a dozen or so.
There are more sitting in those folders. I'll not spend an entire day again, but one or two at a time I think. They were all taken with the big old Canon Mark 5D Mark III. What a camera. It is an all-time favorite. Just super.
But I can't believe I used it in the streets. With the zoom lens on it, it is HUGE.
Having sat all day, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sleep, so I nibbled the very tiniest of nibbles off a gummy. Why? Why? Sometime during the night, I woke in wonder. WTF? Oh. . . yea. My dreams were by turn funny and paranoid.
I didn't get out of bed for ten hours.
My buddy is still sick with Covid. I feel OK as long as I don't move. He is still testing positive. I will get tested once again today. I don't want to go around my mother until I am clean. This shit is really hanging on.
I've not finished my coffee yet and the morning is half gone. Two weeks of sitting and sleeping and eating little has taken a toll. I have little motivation to do anything which is really dangerous for I can do pretty much nothing from now on. I must push myself today. If only this f'ing virus would fade in the rear view mirror.
Today is Columbus Day/Indigenous People Day. Playboy magazine has put a gay man on its cover dressed in a bunny costume. Biden's popularity is fading and people are already predicting a second Trump Presidency.
I need to get better. I can't just sit around and miss the end of The American Dynasty. Not yet. There are stories to be told.