Half awake, dodging mud spattered earth moving equipment, swarmed by mosquitos, threading our way through what I'm fairly sure was Field Day setup, beauty peeking around the corners of things, bring me my arrows of desire.

Ear hurts, saturnine, endless work week.

Talking about being totally conscious, responsibility, relations between what one does & what one is, etc. with T, would probably help if I were totally conscious.