Sunday 16 November, 2014

I intended to sleep longer but I woke up hungry, with several questions already on my mind, to a sunrise adamant to be watched. It has spread into the pale tentative sort of day that is the hallmark of winter light.

All is divine.  I have woken from another night, another experience, with more pieces to put in the puzzle; more choices to make; more questions to ask; more imagined avenues to explore; more hopes to fruit as indomitably and surprisingly as mushrooms after a rain.

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