and painted — may lighten up the coast a bit — but I remember how nicely charcoal the coast was at the Red Snapper restaurant in Negril in the days we stayed there with me sketching — tinged with ash — so may keep it that way — not sure —
still with tinges of temper inside but much calmer — much rarer than this morning
time for more meditation and rest now — no novel writing today — the house (sic) smells lovely —
sometimes I wish I was more solid — I break so easily inside for no apparent reason — I cannot help what I am — I know I am strong and resilient — I’m doing my best —
so glad the vocal turned out well and the first painting is done — a beautiful day — may read for a while —
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