fog outside. fog in. took two dramamills. deep dreams in the sense of work. work i do and forget about waking. do and residue. 
we watched filmworker last night. waiting for r. i saw a film about the amazon, not the corporate monster, but the real one, it's still there, but the fish are dying and full of mercury and the pink dolphins are going extinct and the murdered for bait for fish that no one would eat before. as it is everywhere humans eat everything and pollute and eat their own pollution. wow. we are in so much trouble. dark money is leeched onto everything, every living thing. it's the mercury in the rivers, in our veins. then i watched a film about a string quartet by the guy who made shine, then a film about the guy represented in shine, then r. came, then filmworker, about the sad beautiful man who gave his all to stanley kubrick, and then kubrick died, and still he works for kubrick. wow.
i got a sore back and my feet, both now, are tender. of course i walk for a living. so i will walk tenderly. and hope lulu doesn't pull me. and swim if it's warm though the water may eat my feet.