Dear Son IV gave his poor pitiful Patrick a bath.
Roy has been trying patiently to teach me how to use my computer.
I wrote down most of the steps on how the picture came to be here
but not all. Sigh. I don’t know which ones are missing. I don’t know
what I am doing, and I am as uncomfortableas this wet cat doing whatever
it is I am doing.
I feel like I am swimming in a lake on a moonless night (which I used to
enjoy), but also as if I were trying to read a book while swimming in a lake
on a moonless night.
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