The blues.

As I recalled to a friend, this is the first time I've been alone in four weeks.  Maybe longer.  It is a strange feeling.

I mean, really alone.  This is the first time that I've had any glimpse of total privacy since about July 10 or so.  I need it, I love it, I can't stand it.  It's as if all of the stress and buildup of the last few weeks is still there, but now there's no objective for any of it.  So it's a wild chaos with no outlet, and a pleading calmness that betrays all urgency. 


Here we go, Day 360: