it is never an exact science ... Only when life is snuffed it is harder to focus on approach... time not in focus and out of sync ...
I am currently sitting in a Cornish garden with life of noise and quiet around. It is surreal to be doing normal life in context of a juncture in time of a recovery programme. The concept of life in strange. The usual with unusual.
The familiar in unfamiliar. The chunks of seasons missing with tech and robotic in the world out. My childlike wonder and giggles, regardless of whose is in the vicinity... at all that is light dark and new to me again to this day ...
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