An Hour Vanished Again
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Sunday. Daylight saving time. One hour stolen. Tea remained at five because I refuse to let governments interfere with biscuits.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.