On my week
Hello! In reality there are lots of stuff going on in my life, but somehow I don’t deem it worth writing about, instead I write about how I move big rocks with my wheelbarrow to construct a secluded copse where I can sit obscured by the foliage and yet have a clear view of my surroundings
Or how I see mother sitting on a miniature ATV connected backhoe, how that makes her look like a toddler operating a sandbox excavator in my mind’s eye.
And that that’s always the way it’s been, but I see it now through the foliage through my new round prism glasses, which are strong.
My current quest of introspection is figuring out why I didn’t see this before, blatant though it is.
I fear I might not like the answer