Bit of a frantic day at work, therefore feel somewhat better, chaos on the outside, perfect tranquility within, pity I don't live in a Kurosawa flick. Making myself some frozen chimichangas in best lonely bachelor fashion, listening to Forever Changes, alone again, no or about it.

Just gave myself a mild case of dishpan hands, got a bit behind on dishes this week, plenty more to go.

Feeling very affectionate, one of my natural states, been pretty much been alternating between that, icy hostility, agitated incoherence & despair lately, working on maintaining the very affectionate, like it best, also think it's the most objective. Best to be objective.