a semblance in array of a style back through
I had clothes purchased for me from all quarters post crisis ... when I was not interested in life at first ...
this and the sleeping arrangements ... still not talked about in much to this day
The attempt again to work through the seasonal change and periodic clear outs, when all about me is in a chaos ...
A season change is here again !!!
My style is certainly not what it was ... it goes beyond the natural progression through the decades and eras ...
The loss of an entire wardrobe in circumstances beyond comprehension,
The mould that hangs from then too on everything, even after the times it was massed cleared and cleaned. And spells since where one has access and gumption.
Once the grasp of those tiny spores float in and it grabbed hold of in of that beautiful home I had made. The hard in the remove ...
The lack of circulation destroyed the home beyond recognition
It still hangs in the air ... to this day for how can you do decor in its entirety ...
when so much came along in one swoop of the foundations of life turning it upside down and inside out ...
I am only just starting to feel less numb
than I have for a very, very, long while ...
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