Have the seasons started slipping away at increased speed, or is it that my attention is not what it used to be? And while that thought whirls about the cosmos of my mind, I wonder whether it is being resolute in my tenets, or just stubborn and bound by the ignorance of my own myth…
Tag: fate
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 10.27.19
I didn’t get immediately out of bed. I stayed there for a short while, listening to the rain. Lingering. Between worlds. Looking as the blue hum of hue, cased in right angles, snuck out from behind the blinds.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 5.14.17
Go ahead. Make plans. It is my sincere hope that your wishes for the future become reality. That being said… To hell with them.
