Photocollage (a few words)

This is what I did, mostly, instead of writing tonight. Well, I added a few paragraphs to "Tasmanian Flower Basket." I may even finish it by Friday. I decided to stop trying to make the story a real story with a plot and just put all the stuff that I've been thinking about in it.

In other events, I spent the day keeping company with an old friend who has dementia, waiting for her husband to come home from the hospital where he's been for renal failure pursuant to prophylactic chemotherapy.

It wasn't as hard as I thought it might be though it has made me think about how I should be preparing things around here. She's only twenty-five or so years older than me.