there was sunlight that day, in the midst of periods of torrential rain and grey. it was warm, for january. i stepped out of the office. took a drag of the suburban air. sat in quiet, on a wooden bench, on a patio behind the building. watched the water. listened. rolled the air around on my tongue and splashed it on my face for a little while. felt hungry. felt sated.
when there is nothing, there is everything.
hello
my name is rose. i take photos at rosekuo.org. i write. i collect thoughts here.
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