Sunday
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Sunday. Mass this morning, lunch with Mom, homework most of the afternoon, tea at five with four biscuits and Enjoy the Silence while I finished physics. Yuri came by later. Nothing spectacular happened today.
I like recording those days too.
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.