Strange. This whole moving thing feels so huge. A deluge. ...and yet, it is only a few miles. same island. No flying. Six and a 1/2 years in one place is a long time for me. Like some giant mystery. This amount of time has included a lot more collected stuff too. Including plants, that would otherwise got to waste. Die. They are really beautiful and I feel connected. Can't just be rejected. ...and my cat. I have gotten so sensitive. Never had a "pet". He's my best friend. I have changed so much. Used to fly all around the world. Living in so many varied - environments. It took work to do but, always exciting, expansive. Enhancive. This? Elusive. not conclusive. Strained, strange.
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AuthorKeala Brent |