31 Dec when the lights go up
From where I am supposed to be right now. . . I was supposed to be in WA. And I am not there.
What soil types are around the Boorloo area?
What kinds of plants like the sunshine there.
What is the architecture like?
I will never get this opportunity again. And I can blame my illness, my stupidity, the fear of being harmed, a so called ‘friend’ who never wanted to see us free. . . but how can I ever repair this error?
It does feel like a critical error.
A meaningful error of course, , , but one that has me thinking about moving my body to the music. . . rather than sitting on my bum and listening with my ears.
Safely repair. That is what I want to do.
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