Oct 20, 2023

Sun going down and the season changing.


 Really enjoy conversation but especially like conversation with people who don't hold my view.

It's something missing more and more.

Old skills of chatting, conversely, being among Social narratives. Disappearing.

Indeed among educated it become something cancelled.

But also like to just listen. Often on weekly encounter 4 of us get together.

Talk therapy, it's just fun. But more swearing then l am comfortable with.

Clear one person not warm to individual. But we process chats.

Sit watch the tide, interact with others, enjoy odd cup of tea.

Disagree.

But it's essential to our routines.

For one of the group these interactions are often the only social engagement they experience.

May you talk, may you be listened too.







We sometimes sit, while the tide, nature, sun going down and the season changing. They all speak to each of us., 

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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"