You will become what you deserve, my friend.
Writing on the blog is deeply personal. I imagine I sit you down, offer you tea, hold your hand and look you in the eyes. Whilst you may read this and throw it away, or never think of it again, I think of it every day. The power of you sitting with me, and giving me space to share my thoughts.
is a strange bird
flying out of sight
and back again.
Photos of birds dotted around my local area.
We live in the present, the only gift we have, and think of what could happen next. What plethora of opportunities there are, who we may meet, what songs we may hear.