Lights in the bay windows

The day began with more painting and flowed relatively quickly into dinner with Riot at Bonsai. In the evening we watched Holy Motors. I'd meant to see it in the cineman, but had failed in my efforts. It more than lived up to my expectations in the end.

I'm not currently a human being with a clearly defined week. I have a Monday and a Friday as fixed points. But otherwise life floats. None the less, this week seems to have been one heavy with, total keek. None of the keek is particularly my concern. I need not wade through this keek. But it still drags at you. Tries to trip you into imprinting your face upon its surface.

I'm tired. Again.