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Eyestrain. I should have known I'd get it. My screen pixel size made the words too tiny for processing story-revisions. This morning I remembered I could change it, and now I see e-mails, blog posts and documents hugely. Yet my eyelid muscles still suffer a tic, like that of Inspector Clouseau's nemesis in the Pink Panther movies. Well, maybe not as bad as his.

I'm leaving computers behind, though, on Thursday. We'll head north for a family reunion. People long missed, nature's beauty, traffic and idea-triggers await.

It's time, because my eyes sure need a rest.