Life at Home. Day 271...I think. Now I hardly do anything. I did contracting work on my digs through the months. I ended up painting where I painted plastering where I plastered. I wrote did art slept a lot. Spent too much time online especially here. Now I just sleep sit eat,...repeat. Mortality is vivid anxiety more than last spring. Nightmares. Emptiness. Yet we go on. Below...the little things get you by.
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
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