Coming back to Yesterday
Coincidentally serendipitous
In that curiously synchronous way in which these things happen.
Yesterday I received two communications that made a
My two dads
On this sunny dad's day, I am in that squeezed-in/no-home place that comes with between moves. That
( poof )
It felt like it came from outer space, from the leftmost of fields, and while it's like a
forests
The forest is less than the sum of its parts.
...and sometimes the path is the undergrowth.
The drawing came
go play
We don't need that much instruction.
We know how to do things we like.
We forget that we
horizons
Horizons are so grounding... and yet sometimes a curious midway recursion appears from nowhere, and we are caught in an
