You know, after getting energized post-siesta and another shower, the mere act of dressing up again gives you energy.
Until that is, you get out of your bedroom, and the sweat begins dripping again (hence the previous pic’s face grease). After which I find the sky nearly overcast outside.
Things conspired to keep me indoors. I was so ready to go out!
Caught in the passage between black and white – this time there were no gray areas – there was only the compulsion to come clean.
Or to cleanse.
Hence I stayed home to watch a movie in the company of my own solitude.
It was far from an exorcism. On the contrary, I again played the part of seance.
I let all the muted and muffled voices speak. Lifted all the small windows at their cells, slot enough for recognition and judgement. When the movie ended, the lights were out and I, as warden, was close to shaking.