The Season is different

some times I watch, the world spins and vibrates. Especially when I look at a specific chunk of time. It's hardly conceivable. My child is not here, that much is strange enough. I have been working since july 1st. It's a concentrated time span to remember. I'm still working.

I'm spending time with all sorts of people who compel this mind. Sometimes I even come across one that boggles it immediately. Sometimes it takes many years for me to notice how profoundly concentrated a look that can be taken at any given point even when the people and situations I look upon have stood among many moments having passed.

love to all