Torpor (original) (raw)

Although it's actually gotten a little cooler recently, the weather has been beating me down. My joints, left ankle, and surgical scar have been killing me, and I'm exhausted. The PT three times a week is contributing to that, the hour drive each way plus the actual exercises as well as getting up early in the morning and taking unsatisfying but necessary naps during the afternoon.

I'm not getting any writing done lately, and I miss it.

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I managed to get out for some cemetery photography though, and I didn't fall once even on the chanciest terrain. Thanks to the heat and major dryness, my favorite vine-covered angel has been partially revealed much earlier in the year than usual, and I had to get some shots of it.

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