ARTLUNG. Fall 2003. Onward.

Oh yeah, the fire

I forgot to mention. My entire neighborhood is bathed in amber light, a glow which is the result of half the sky being blotted out by lots of fires to the east and northeast.

It’s otherworldly, which only adds to my disorientation from the time change and from staying up late.

In better news, my back feels like it’s getting better. I’ve not done any permanent damage.

posted this 20 years ago.

(Sunday October 26th 2003 at 10:01am)

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