Day Seven: Derailment

I didn’t get much of half of jack done yesterday running around trying to combat my mystery ailment (turns out it’s Bell’s Palsy, which is thankfully temporary, but finding an ophthalmologist in town to cooperate with me has been a bitch. Everyone’s on fucking vacation!)

Wearing an eyepatch is kinda neat, at least. And easier than re-wetting my eyes every 30 seconds.

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