To Myself
29th September 2024

Another Grand Final weekend.

Another trip to a place on the coast to spend with family (near and extended), and friends.

Time slipping through and past in a strange way. Some level of circularity or feedback I don’t quite understand, shadows and echoes and eddies within me not without. That is what is strange, that the distortion is within, not without.

It is kind of nice watching the distortions go by, also kind of menacing in a way...

A bit like I can start to feel the accelerating draw of the current, to some end, to that end, ...which I don’t think of or speak of,

…but which just by the way,

…for your information,

…and mine (I know),

...is out there.

Inspiration: On accepting the concept of aging.

Rocky Coastline,
Greece.