June 29

Dumbstruck

I can’t write. Not for physical defect, but for mental languish. Instead I wander, staring at walls; so I share the view from here:

In the background, a glimpse of what I listen to (rock, jazz, opera and classical, with polka for good measure). In the foreground, mere steps from my kitchen, are portraits of my favorite meals.
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