At a seminar being smart and thoughtful.

Wearing a pretty "used to be a saucer"-porcelain-brooch on softest shawl.

one hundred and seventy nine

There's a roller coaster in my head and I simply cannot keep up now and then.

one hundred and forty four

Going here and there. Seeing a friend's new house and returning a borrowed car in a logistical nightmare. But it was still a rather good day.

one hundred and eleven

This was a day where I felt lost in my assignments. So my 30 sec-don't-look-at-the-paper-self-portrait is quite accurate. I felt beside myself...

ninetyeight

Lots to do and out in the world again. Feels good to get out of the house and feel useful, but I felt like an outsider in familiar settings. A very odd feeling.

ninetyone

Falling asleep with wet hair the night before, and then working from home, does strange things to your sense of style.

sixtynine

This day flew by. Lots of people over and a lot to do. So I forgot this - again.

And I had such plans for 69...

sixtytwo

The daylight confuses me. Jetlag and narcolepsi have a lot in common. A weird day of doing a lot and nothing all at once.

sixtyone

I have slept about three hours since that last photo, and it's almost exactly 12 hours later. Not sure what day it is without using a calender and a calculator combined. Nice to be home though.

fiftysix

More yarn shopping, but also a first glance of Philadelphia. 103 degrees Fahrenheit (about 40 centigrade) makes this one of the warmest days I can remember. Good shopping, bad sweating.

fifty

Flying to the US to visit my father. Eight hour flight screwing with time differences. I am tired and slightly intimidated by what this trip could be like.

twentythree

I wanted to show how I wore both polka dots and stripes today and feeling pretty good. Several deleted photos of me being just plain fat later, I feel fatter than when I walked out with the camera. Still pretty good, but feeling ugly.