something_in_my_eye raze could be a memory trying to make itself known straining to break through the barrier between then and now could be a case of talking_to_the_weather when the weather talks back spitting its intentions where they won't be ignored could be a tear in the wall of the eye tunics taking turns becoming lesser versions of themselves could be a physical response to emotional_stunts performed by trained professionals of course it could just be dust 210803 ... unhinged particle irritants from wildfire smoke not sure where from; the entire west coast of north america is on fire AGAIN this summer my lungs and eyes don't really care where it's coming from. my heart aches for all the poor trees and animals and people whose lives are destroyed. i put more powdered reishi in my coffee. i contemplate not walking to the library. maybe that's a step too far. maybe i should just put eye drops in my bag and exercise my way to new library books. the eye drops collect all the microscopic particles in a milky goop in the corner of my eye. I remove the goop with my pinky fingers. poor trees. poor mushrooms that depend on the trees. poor birds and squirrels that live in the trees. embodiment this morning is likely to be a tear jerker 210803 what's it to you? who go blather from