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Big white cloud last night, looking like Harald Sohlberg's winter mountains, but with lightning flickering all through it. No rain, no thunder, just post-sunset blue sky and a flashing mountain floating in it.
Half an ativan unaccountably failed to put me to sleep but did loosen the muscles up so that I awoke relatively limber. Two hours in the dentist's…
Tomorrow's forecast: 'periods of snow mixed with rain. High 8.' Now, in my 70 years of experience (65 if you're counting Japanesely from 'when first…
I must have been channeling zeitgeist, because I was awake at 7 a.m., irrevocably dry-eyed awake a mere six hours after going to bed. To bed, note,…