Do you find that something, However strange this may seam, Takes hold of your image for the year ahead,( the week to come, even well kept plans,) Do you find something, someone, takes a paintbrush, then smears over your beautiful calculated plans. Making those initial strokes disappear.
Dairy dates, scheduled meetings, carefully made concepts, relationships nurtured, altered. A break desperately developed. All becomes a mess.
Welcome. Its LIFE.
We drove out to the woods visited educational collage where my son had some great times.
Unsure why asked to make this journey? Rain came down far to much ,we headed back so he could relax get dry become warmer.
Later drove through rural villages heading to a coast that's been battered weather ways so much this season.
Also a geographical poverty visible in lack of services, Income streams, lack of produce further costs of these in few local shops.
Worsened by flooded fields, inaccessible cut off roads. Coldness sharp chilly winds.
Became fearful, wondered if roads would become unpassable driving central along roads with miner rivers, which had crossed boundaries.
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