sometimes ...
… I just light incense and inhale the fragrance and stare at the glowing ember and take photographs of the smoke just so I don’t completely lose it and rant all over the internet.
Just me?
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this is all I’m capable of thinking right now.
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One foot in front of the other.
A reminder that connection is good for us.
the promise of the summer solstice
I’m learning what I can on the potter’s wheel.
a reminder of cadence.