Walk on or die.
There is so much to say. I’m writing. Feeling. Getting to know myself again. Cleaning out the house. Every nook, every corner, every room needs space. So much clutter all around and it’s clouding my vision.
Have a deep need to air out. I want to be surrounded by space and plants. And husband and dogs. No more, no less. So much is moving. Even the earth, I think? Do you feel it? I feel it.