11am and on. Juggling too many balls again. Wondering whether some are just soapy bubbles to float afar given the next breeze in that day. Below, the janitor's discussing with that employee from across who's constantly parking his motorcycle in the backyard. Consensus seems difficult to find in this case, and apparently it's way too hot again to stay chilled. Noon: Adding fragments to configuration, hoping for everything to eventually meld into one. Staying focussed as an ongoing task.