Sunday lunch at my grandmother's. Small plate, long afternoon, no drama, and she was happy. My mother cooks. That is how she says it. So I eat what I can, slowly, and I say…
Saturday 10 May 2025week 15foggy energy 14 replies
Evening. Vivid dreams, every night, the sort you have to sit up and shake off. Two other people in circle have the same and none of us can find anything written about it.…