Life at Home. Day 271...I think.
Now I hardly do anything. I did contracting work on my digs through the months. I ended up painting where I painted plastering where I plastered. I wrote did art slept a lot. Spent too much time online especially here. Now I just sleep sit eat,...repeat. Mortality is vivid anxiety more than last spring. Nightmares. Emptiness. Yet we go on. Above...the little things get you by.
Our lives our histories memories are multi-dimensional. Sights smells sounds emotions spiritual tingling's of the un-nameable.
Keep these things in your hearts. Especially this Holiday season.
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