I didn't mean to fall silent for a whole week--certainly not right after having tried to turn an intense spell of nausea into my second daily four-line poem. But I've fallen into a terrible problem:

summer teaching + moving house + 1/2 (normal sleeping) = -time for documenting anything around me

But! I'm hoping that I'm about to bring this complex of factors to a different place--which will mean being able to carry my camera again, being able to take pictures and write words, being able to sleep enough (which has already begun happening). Rather than repair a week's worth of gaps, I'm simply going to leave them as some kind of an unfortunate but necessary blackout period.