Spirit Cloth

That's it, maybe

 I've moved. Here.

But then again, I'm still here in spirit.

Scattered

I realize I am all over the place.

news here...

How we continue...

Where do we begin?

A question of where. But to continue, how. How?

There is no where in continuing. It is flow. Liquid.

A few days ago, there was snow. 

I love this image. The built, the not built, the going through.

I can work with this I thought.