Be gentle…
because dum vita est, spes est (when life is, hope is)
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Love, work, perfection, feeling alive and looking forward.
I write myself stunned. And keep track of what I'm moving.
Denver and home and a prayer feel like…
memory-making and softness and love.
Planes, pain, patience, suffering…
My mind is still somewhere my body isn't.
Day 18: the unknown.
typed, cried, killed something.
I just learned that the Earth is a divine being.
Which has me realising and reevaluating and... singing?
clowning around with life
twenty years of bad decisions...