We are driving to Vermont tomorrow. 3-4 hours each way. I think it’s time to move my post-surgery diet to a new phase. I’m actually a little nervous. I’ll have to test drive it today, but I’m heading in to visit mom right now so we’ll have to wait a little while.
Thinking about going for some river pics in the morning. I have a ton of things to do before Harry wakes up tomorrow, including visiting my mother. If I get up early enough I might play at picture taking before Market Basket opens at 7:00 and the day starts rolling for really reals.
We’ll see.
It took me 40 minutes to get through registration. Now I’m in line at the lab itself. If they don’t see me by 8:30 I’ll have to walk out. I figured getting here around 7:00am on a Friday would have gotten me in and out quick. Color me wrong. This is taking forever.
The very low Spicket River in Methuen looks more like a Spicket Puddle right now.
A little overexposed, I think.
In the waiting room, waiting on blood work.
Didn’t Genesis do a song about a waiting room?
Maybe it’s because I’ve been thinking about my follow up appointment next week with the surgeon who carved up my innards but I’ve been dealing with a weird feeling much of the day today.
It started before lunch. Maybe 15-20 minutes before.
I’ve been feeling…
Full.
Ever since the surgery I’ve almost never felt full. I dish out a small amount of food and eat it all. When I’m done I’m so tired of all the work that I don’t eat anymore. I don’t stop because I’m full, I stop because I’m finished and just don’t wanna do it anymore.
Today though… I was full. I feel full right now.
How weird is that?
Sunrise is at 6:02am tomorrow. Should I take a pair of cameras over to the banks of the Merrimack River during the first hour of sunlight and snap a few pics on film, in digital monochrome, and in digital color?
I should. I doubt it though. I want to, but I doubt it. You know how Thursday mornings are.
Maybe.
I know I posted pics of my favorite amplifier a couple of days ago, but at lunch today I swapped a pedal off of my pedal board and given the current photography obsessed climate in my brain I just had to snap a couple more.
Forgive me.
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