I moved dirt.
I saw a tree.
[daily log: walking, 1km; shoveling, 2hours]
Day: October 2, 2019
Caveat: Poem #1158 “Transubstantiation”
Specific unrealities surge, emerge from apophenic thoughts, caught in virtual gazes, await capture by minds, wind through fields like birds, heard like the wind, in your hair where we sleep.