Goodnight friends! Passing fragments of brightness in a smoke-grey sky, a diffuse damp sensation in the air though little actual rain. Lush hillocky banks of cogwheel crane’s-bill leaves, dotted with pink flowers, heap up along with the violets. Yellow stars of straggling wood avens opening up along tracks and hedgerows.
Tired and scattered again, all-over soreness a vague fragile feeling and jumbled incoherent thoughts. Slow recovery and poor sleep, maybe a general mild depressive feedback loop from not doing much creative work. Grateful I’m able to more-or-less take care of the basics and maintain confidence that things can change.
May we find a renewed openness to novel experiences and ideas today!
