Wednesday Window

The day is a breakneck race from meeting to interview to meeting to meeting.  Everywhere people need resources, input, feedback and advice; I remember being grateful to have a life like this and I know that I should still feel that way, but there is a low low hum of sadness underneath everything.  When the water in the bathtub is draining it pulls your body subtly down and there is a hint of your mortality as you feel your skin and your muscles longing to return to the earth.  Quiet hints that the world is always dying and disappearing alongside of its thriving busy activity.

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