Wednesday, September 25, 2013

And Da Vinci observed, from studying bodies in the winter hospitals, drawing anatomy from the dead, to the effect that if the body is made so finely, how great the soul must be and of how we must protect that finer thing within sinew and bone and the creature of flesh.

The spirit feels weary, and the psyche down, as we face the second night of jazz of the week.  The mind draws images of customers to whom one has been friendly with, who wish stay late and play music and dance after the staff's ordeal of service in the chaos of live music.  The mind traces back to the first expression of the bad habits and decisions that led one here, presiding over the ADD crowd.  It's one's own fault.  An inner being wants to push off, push away the drinking toasty crowd enjoying themselves.

A roast beef sandwich to break the fast, but the body feels hungrier afterward, along with the trepidation.

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