Skin so thin. Mole. On the back of my neck. I preserve. Wordless this morning-happily so. The horizontal roll breaks the cotton wool stained of smog along. Gaze.
Amber shines upon me. Waking life. My eyes become see-through.. BiGGer than yesterday-From in here it is spring. I see a popsicle in the sky and I am thirsty
I'm a beginner blogger.. just rambling, sharing.- a peek through my eye, and in between my ears... in the midst of connection, reflection.
For now, I focus on my journeys, a jump from here to there..and anything else that creeps into the space of my experience.
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