It Would Seem
Wednesday. A reasonably good evening, last evening, I think. To bed by ten, up with the alarm at six, to breakfast and back now to the apartment, my guitar lesson coming up in another hour. Another hectic day, I would think, an appointment at ten. OK, we can overdo that, overdo it by just mentioning it once. I've mentioned it more than once. What's odd, of course, after years and years of getting up and about for work every day of my life, is to actually feel a bit of pressure when I have but an hour's appointment to make in a morning. Just a bit of pressure, but real none the less.
No pictures in the hopper, I'm afraid. Oh, I have photographs I've taken in these past months I can scour for more in a pinch, but you know I'm running low when I start running photos of Ms. T above from our old studio sessions in 2006. Good grief, 2006. Five years? Five years.
They say it will be sunny today, no excuse to stay inside, we'll see if there isn't something out there I can photograph with something more than a stale eye. You've heard of having a stye in your eye? Well, stale eye is a close second. Can't see but for seeing.
Later. I did not do well at my guitar lesson. The instructor never implies such, but I'm afraid it's true. There are many reasons for this, but the main one is that I'm not well enough rehearsed or prepared. I often practice the assignments in ways of my own invention rather than as I should. OK, now that we've got that straight we can take care of it. Starting now.
Later still. A short walk along the lake taking a couple of pictures, none of which were particularly good, knowing this even as I was taking them. That's OK. A long drawn out afternoon ending with a very dry mouth and the consumption of a lot of water. I have no idea what that's about. To bed early, I think. Yes I did get the guitar practice in, going over a newly assigned riff from Cream's Sunshine of Your Love. Got excited, actually, and downloaded the complete song to see what the riff looked like in the original. My “long drawn out afternoon” not a complete waste it would seem.