...it's that kind of day. rainy but warm and misty...a different kind of fog. a blanket of moisture that smells like the earth. like growth. i am taking time out... to think about the ninepatch and the dot.
consider me gone what-iffing for a spell.
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...it's that kind of day. rainy but warm and misty...a different kind of fog. a blanket of moisture that smells like the earth. like growth. i am taking time out... to think about the ninepatch and the dot.
consider me gone what-iffing for a spell.
not what is not there
and yet not what is there now
but what is coming.
a haiku. by jan in nagasaki
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