rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Reset Twelve, Day Ten

Even though it's about ten degrees or more cooler less hot than it has been for the last couple of weeks, the presence of thick smoke means that the days are as exhausting as ever. This is no time to be breathing on the west coast. My brain might not be getting enough oxygen, because it feels like getting even slower than it has been lately. For example, it took me about two hour to write those three sentences. I have to stop writing now or the sun will come up before I post this entry.
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