I've been fighting off a migraine headache all day today -- sometimes I'm winning, other times the headache is on top. When it's got me good and gripped I have to lie down in bed, just quietly, as still as possible. As a result I've spent rather a lot of time today gazing at the light fixture above the bed and I became sort of besotted with how each little shade is at its own cockamamie angle. Maybe I ought to do something about that. Like to decide to simply find it charming, and leave it alone. That's my current tactic, anyway.
This could all just be the headache talking.
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