Clutter on my table reminds me of a scattered life

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This week has been such a morass of sleeplessness, capitalism, and existential devourment by current and unwanted events that I did not even mark the arrival of spring, which so far has been blastingly cold and at least this morning torrentially raining. I am not complaining: it seems to have kept away the neighbors' construction. Last night spatch and I made a foray into West Medford to investigate El Vaquero, who had a handwritten sign in their window about quesadillas de lengua which obviously I ordered and they were great. A few nights ago I took a picture of my favorite campus stairwell which looks like a textile design by Lyubov Popova or something.

Comments

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Discouragement of loud machinery (lawnmowers especially, IME) is one of the good things about wet weather in spring and summer!

Yes! It's good for our drought and it's good for my sleep.

That's a lovely blue colour, and such a nicely geometrical photo.

Thank you! I really like the contrast of the underside of the stairs.