COVID Journal: December 29, 2020.
Life at Home. Day 271...I think.
Now I hardly do anything. I did work on my digs through the months. Through Spring Summer now Winter. I ended up painting where I painted plastering where I plastered. I wrote did art slept a lot. Spent too much time online.
Now I just sleep sit eat...repeat.
Mortality is a vivid anxiety more than last spring. Nightmares. Emptiness. Yet we go on. ...the little things get you by. Our lives our histories memories are multi-dimensional. Sights smells sounds emotions spiritual tingling's of the un-nameable.
Keep these things in your hearts.
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