It is always interesting to discover the order in nature, the nature of order. The nature of a thought. I will be back home on Tuesday. After so long. I miss my home. The Man. But not thought. Funny how thought travels with you. It is at home wherever you are.
Couldn't help but notice the umbrella star was formed by multiple pairs of wings. And the persistent pain of a turned ankle. And mom's labored breathing. And everything really. Noticing it all. But with some heightened sense of appreciation. I hope I explained that right. Actually, I have always been obsessed with that. Explaining it right. Hoping that might be possible. What else is there really. ?