Wednesday, 24 March 2021

10%

 Distressing, there is nothing to talk about, nothing appears to have happened that is worth remembering. Go through the thousands of pictures for a second time, try to reduce the quantity from seven  hundred to seventy. 

Ten percent survival. And then cut that in half. And then see if that all still makes sense.  An exhibition for leaving the job, the end of a nondescript career as state employee working for a university. All those academics, all better at something. But it is a nice way to say goodbye, or at least, it is a nice thought.

But it is sad day and there is nothing to talk about. All the cafeterias are closed, and all the people are hiding their grimace behind their masks.



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