My morning run
was really difficult. The legs are very
heavy.
Afterwards a guy said to me, "You sound
like you're dying."
"I am,"
I replied.
Little does he
know. That was funny.
I laid down much
of the drawing for my in-the-style-of van Gogh self-portrait.
I was talking to
Torrence Smothers after my run on how when I switch mediums I will do a small
piece just to get my hand and mind familiar with the medium again. Thinking about it later I decided I will do a
small piece in the van Gogh style to work things out.
I never worked in
this manner before.
Cramping in the
hands was awful this morning, and the vision has been a challenge the last two
days.
I was back with
my mile morning run. The arm hurts. It seems that I will see Dr. Bradley just in
time for the radiation.
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