Forest Portal
What's left of the snow cleaves to my heart, as if its melting is some remnant of my own dissolution. For dissolve, we must, as each day brings us whole, into a new paradigm, and a new reality. The confidence I had yesterday may linger, or not, as upon waking, I struggle to remember what my tasks will be, & which problems will be rising to be solved. I …
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