A River Runs Through It

Klamath River, December 07

I’ve been cranking on my writing project for two full days now and I would like to weep. My neck is ruined, my mouse-arm feels like someone sat on it and my eyeballs are dried and shriveled and rolled back in my head. I’m not done but for health and safety sake I am going to have a no computer day tomorrow.

Beside, tomorrow is bluegrass day.

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