I suppose I have just been on vacation from any sense making.Just enjoying being on paper. Being outdoors. Being unplugged.Being healthy. Being somewhat irresponsible when it comes to days and schedules. A kind of UnDoing. But really not at all. Doing a lot of things and just not doing others.
Still filled with intention. Just not explaining it. I've certainly got enough of that behind me. Thinking that whatever is here, or not, might explain itself at this point.
And how did the moon get in there?