This weekend has been the most uncomfortable one I can remember for some time. Still, sticky heat surrounded by thunderstorms, where you can't go out because it might rain (and rain hard) at any moment, and also the heat isn't summer sunshine, it's aggressive. Stand out in it and you feel like it's hurting you, like it's ripping at your skin. I've stayed inside, by my little electric fan, sweating into my bedsheets and feeling like the fluid is being slowly wrung out of my brain.
So I haven't had much inspiration to write. I cannot get into a place where I can sit down and work. Circumstance distracts me and there's no way to concentrate on anything but sweat and dehydration.
But I got to a new place in my photography project. I haven't written anything of substance this weekend, but this picture makes me feel like things haven't been a total loss, creatively speaking.
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