This tree touched a rainbow. Mostly, though, it touched rain.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Day: January 3, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1617 “Teleology”
ㅁ Dark mornings surrounding meditations on the topic of the purpose of living and the vague expectations that arise quotidianly and then fade like a gust of wind.
– a reverse nonnet.