stain

i wish it had been different. ot not, since it's pretty much irrelevant to me. what i'd like, perhaps, was not to know about it. the picture was good, a very good one, probably the best in many years, and the last thing i wanted was to see it stained by a shadow that will never fade away. well, another lesson taken: as out of reality as i might live, i do still know the difference between reality and imagination.