I disappeared for twenty-six hours on a secret journey.
I have returned and don't even know where to begin.
City Hall is beautiful in San Francisco. I like the red and green seasonal lighting. To me, it is like a building for a red and green deck for Magic The Gathering. I'm naive about politics. I learn what I can, but it is not a main interest. Politics are periphery for me for the most part. They do affect me in ways I don't understand yet. It is the feeling in the air that affects my art.
I'm back in my studio. I know I am here because the band has started up again, with another glorious rendition.
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