Lucid but I still can’t think

I’ve been staring at a blinking cursor for an hour now and still can’t think of anything to write about for today’s blog. My running theory is that my brain—as we speak—has projected itself the x-amount of miles from here to Mr. Smalls Theatre to watch Better Oblivion Community Center play a sold-out show, while my body idles uselessly at home and awaits its return.

Photography was hard today. I only walked away with one good shot, but in this case, at least, that one shot was enough.