I went to the eye doctor yesterday. The notion of focus, naturally then, is on my mind. But it’s more than that. Even though Sandra Bland was on my mind as I cleared the sink of dishes this morning (about how I think she should be remembered as she is in the animated video clip where she talks about wanting to make a difference, and NOT as she in the lifeless – potentially literally so – ‘mug shot’), a news-avoidance day is in order. Unfortunately, checking twitter before even washing my face means that I know there has been another mass shooting. Instead, I will inspect my recent Rose of Sharon transplants and see how much damage the rabbits have done. Then, I will take the time to sharpen my scissors. At least two pair.
It will be good use the internet for mechanical instructions, step by step.