15 Dec 2022

Last time I saw her things had been chronic and quick, stress weighing, life rushing. Life now chugs along at a reasonable pace, allowing time to breath and to be. A river turned to an estuary turned to a trickle, pleasant to the ear, a reminder to go and go slowly.

A silhouette of a person walking past the camera, partially blocking an elegant stone building lit in orange on a rainy night.