exposure

original post gone on a re-edit. maybe for the best. nothing, really, clicked for a Blip hence the late, late, late submission of...night.

clean clothes, clean flat. stressing and forgiving. tried flying a kite. dollar store for a robust selection of junk. bread knife. groceries. dinner, humidity, documentary. lightning. parched throats.

forty-eight minutes from turning thirty. and that was my day. still, though, not tired. what is next. i mean: ?