I was up till two this morning, and I should be sacked out. Instead, I was having some unusually unsettling dreams, and woke up around 6 spooked that bugs were crawling on me. This is weird because things are going better now than I've ever imagined they would, and on top of that I hardly ever have bad dreams. Lots of ho-hum boring ones about cool cloudy days and stillness, but very rarely are they nightmarish. I was going to save posting these for later, but I have a massive case of the heebie-jeebies now, and am waiting till it gets lighter to try to go back to bed. There's still a lot more where these came from, namely all the digital ones I've taken. Maybe I'll post them later this afternoon when I write about significant events over the last few days.

But for now, these are off the second to last roll of color film I'll have developed. I've still got one in the Canon, but it's only about 10 more shots of the war protesters (you'll see), so I'll rewind it there in the middle and get'r done. I bought a roll of TMax 100 black and white film last night to replace it. I will not let the Canon lie dormant, I just bought the polarizing filter for it. Speaking of, the protester shots were the first sunny day pictures I took with the filter, and I think it did a good job of crispening them up, and lending that certain je ne sais quoi that makes them better than my other sunny day outdoor shots.

Anyway, this is what I look up and see each morning as I lay in bed. I don't know why I thought this would make an interesting composition, but I grabbed the camera anyway. This was a thankfully cloudy day, but this window faces east and on clear mornings I get the sun shining directly on me.