day 12

finding solace in the ends of things

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endings

finding refuge in the faint ideas of things

beginnings

unknown places stirring unfamiliar 

both circumstances aloft with possibility

the way things happen

surprises

I am at once feeble and strong. passing through time while casting a line behind me. hooking the past to keep it forward yet detached from outcome and hopeful toward result. noticing the business of now: in the unkemptness of my nails, hair braided in yesterday's importance. another line backwards, reeling forward that which has occurred: spurring memory on...