i have three posts in my drafts folder… most just one sentence, or a post title, none of them related, time capsules of places i was wandering through in my mind – not yet abandoned, but left for future exploration. i feel like the more i am in the world, the less i have to say about it.
right now though there is winter light, morning fog, firelight, trail running, ways of bringing mindful practises to everyday life, 35mm, iphone, digital cameras gathering dust.
i visit your online spaces quietly; sometimes nodding along, occasionally leaving comments, content to bear witness without always contributing to verbal communication.
i am here.
life is juicy.
how (really, how) are you?