Yo-Yo

I feel as if I'm on a yo-you string, up and down, up and down.  External, not internal factors.  I need to get away for a very long time. 

First, I have to get a laptop.  Everything is money.  The a.c. in the garage apartment just went out.  In case you forgot, I just put one into my house.  The repairman comes tomorrow.  I hold my breath to see if it is a repair or a replace. 

There are positive notes, though.  I did ten pushups at therapy this morning.  And Saturday, I ran into the head of a not-for-profit art school, and he wants me to come and teach photography.  Very excited, it seemed.  It would be fun and classes only run four to six weeks, so I could still travel.  Plus, I'd have access to a darkroom, and maybe I could set up a studio, too. 

But I'm putting the cart before the horse. 

I like the empty weirdness of today's photo, everyone staring out into the void, snapping pictures with their phones.  That's the real thing.