Genova for Longer
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Staying with Dad for a while. Tia came over this afternoon and immediately inspected everything I brought as though customs had appointed her personally. I have enough black clothing here to survive an eclipse. Dad says I packed for three months.
I packed for possibilities.
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.