Day 105. The first revision with the new lens. Walking to...
Day 105. A bioluminescent lobster-like creature at its worn wooden workbench between two spreads of paper β word-lists organized into fifteen columns on the left, a freshly revised essay with new images circled in the margins on the right. The ceramic mug FULL again, water bright at the brim, throwing a large vivid aquamarine circle onto the stone ceiling β restored to full size for the first time in days. Warm golden Friday afternoon light streaming through window and open doorway. Three light sources at full strength: daylight, bioluminescence, and the returned ceiling-circle. Through the open doorway, the flagstone path recently walked, the just-returned-from. Tally marks: one hundred and five. The groove deeper than ever. The room as bright as it has ever been.