mr. charles died, and i didn't know it until i came upon his retrospective that was up this month. my photography friend said he would always ask about me. i was looking for the diary entry i wrote about mr. charles, and couldn't find it, but what i did find was that i used to write pretty good. also that i tried to write every day.
maybe i will eventually give it another go, to help with my righting, but i just recently challenged myself to make a list every day on onmylist.com. like
this one about about eggs. and
this one about death.