Some dullness has grabbed me.
Maybe days of no sun.
I am not focused.
Yesterday's nine is still not stitched.
Neutral. Centered only by some old woven eye. Nine for some lost Focus. Or Looking. Or both.
Anyway, I like the woven eye as a symbol. Seeing as opposed to Looking, is a kind of weaving. Nine for Seeing then.
The way it was laying before the stitches.
Not lined up.
I left the shift.