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Wednesday, December 3, 2025
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In my living room
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There's been a change to this corner of the living room: that is, the Croton has appeared on the stool, replacing the Peace lily, which is now on the floor on left.
The Croton plant, in the conical clay vase, has a distinct personality: insistent yet in no way vulgar.
What's it trying to say?
It's a new arrival and I'm concerned about its well-being: after I had purchased it, I was siting in the cafe area of the shop and was approached by another customer who told me about he he had purchased and planted six similar plants in his garden, all of which had been entirely consumed by ants.
But he then added that if the plant were kept in a vase he thought it would be all right. Did he say that simply to close the conversation pleasantly, or was it something he he really believed?
I don't know, and I doubt I'll ever find out.
Perhaps the plant wishes to tell us: "I'm still a stranger here, see me! Afford me the care and protection that is my due."
The detective in a Panama hat observes...
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Monday, November 2, 2020
My bed
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Sleep
This is where I lie down and try to sleep.
I don't like lying there trying to sleep. I don't like thinking about the day and watching thoughts accumulate. I don't like thinking about the day that was or the day to come and what it might mean. These thoughts so often bring anxieties. I just want to fall rapidly into unconsciousness, plunging into a soft abyss.
Recently, I've been waking up early in the mornings. Then, I try to go back to sleep. Sometimes I manage. I don't want to get up very early because when I do I feel an emptiness.
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There is another photo of my bed that I'll publish another day. It's less classical. I may do a series about sleep and going to bed. It's a massively unexplored subject, considering how much of our life is spent doing it.
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