A microscopic home.

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Friday, January 06, 2006

thirty five minutes and a camera.

I woke up late today to a clear sky. I only had an hour before my doctors appointment this afternoon, but I could not pass up the chance of sun. So I went out for about thirty-five minutes. My hands got awfully cold. The seagulls were traumatizing, and I feel guitly for exploiting their death. But I happened on them suddenly and it was quite unexpected. I screamed, obviously. But I stood where I was and zoomed in. There were three birds. I have no idea what happened, but it was scary being on that beach.

So here was thirty five minutes of my day. the rest was rather dull anyways.


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