Sore Eyes

I have a sore eye. Actually they are both sore one is worse. Red and inflamed, I’m sure they don’t look too good. The dust from the tree bark I was shovelling today is the culprit. That and the dry wind and sun.

I should go to sleep and rest my sore eyes. I cannot sleep though. I returned from my first fire brigade call out a while ago. Now I’m in bed alone. Suzy is in Brisbane with Sasha at The Zoo probably dancing in a haze of sweat to Isis.

I do not mind being alone. I am not disturbing anyone.