There is a lot I teach myself. That doesn't mean I've stopped looking for a soulmate mentor.
I don't do coffee as 'cult'. I'm addicted to the weight of the morning cup in my hand and its life-giving power.
I often look at my kids and imagine what'll it be like when they're grown. I try to talk to them now as if they're grown already - this way I feel they'll be prepared, for life after us.
I am becoming a better friend, and as a result, I'm having more. I crave friendships more now, too. I still have a long way to go, though.
I still love silences. Now I enjoy more outside silences - of the ocean, of the woods, of the nighttime rain.
Trees have permanence, which satisfies my anxiety, and steady indifference, which calms me down. I'm rather a fan of the trees.
I'm not a good photographer (in the professional sense). But I enjoy the image composition even if I only use iPhone for photos. Some do turn out rather well.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
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