There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.
Emily Dickinson
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But had Emily only remembered to don her magic pink-fuschia 3-D specs -- 76 trombones!!
Beautiful drawing. It's when the sickness/fugue strikes in the morning that there's trouble. So far, so good. As for the afternoons, there's really not much you can do except fortify yourself with tea and hope (I think). Curtis
Yes, some peppermint oil around the temples. A walk?
Full moon.
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