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My silhouette drinking from a plastic cup at the Levitation festival. Cheers. It's been a hell of a year. 

Glow

Since I still don't have words for the things I want to say, here's some light in the dark instead.

One Year And A Lifetime Ago

I dreamed I was standing at a crossroad in the center of an empty town. I could feel but not see the lines of the world. An unknown voice said, "while at first there were reasons for doubt, as the months passed, the truth had become clear.'"

I knew (the way you know in dreams) that this was a portent of change. - December, 2020

One year later, was this so? 

It's true, I'm not the same person I was then, on that neon corner, in that colorful glow. But even a dust devil will lose its power when it grows too cold or moves too slow. And that's to say nothing of obstructions.  

What's that pithy saying, again? "The truth hurts, reality bites." 

Sun In Opposition

 My anti-birthday. Cold sun splintering