Today had a foggy morning.
I'm feeling overwhelmed by the tax paperwork I've been working on, but I genuinely feel it should be my priority.
I sense Arthur is frustrated, too - by his own struggles. He doesn't feel in control, but as time passes, he seems to be becoming more aware of not being in control. I can see the discomfort of it. One has to decode his remarks: "Full Ahead Slow" means things are going OK. "It is what it is" indicates extreme displeasure.
Life goes on. Winds cleared the sky in the afternoon.
[daily log: walking, 3km]