conjure

I recorded an impression of Emma. She lay on Mike's art studio floor on a velvet rug, while I captured her with an easel. Afterwards, I rode the bus home.

I called the electronics store today that is fixing my notebook, at around midday. Mark told me that they won't wipe the hard drive. The problem is concentrated in the power source, and not the cpu, which I had feared to be the source of the problem.

Clarity, that's right, that's what I came on here to write about. It's all clear now.