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It was a new day - I awoke early to a lovely cold wet puppy nose. I opened the door and was astounded by the possibilities that a new day could bring in every sense I could think of. Here was the beginning of creating myself, TODAY - not yesterday, [...]
So this is how the story is developing…
ghost
Winds from the outer limits at night, torrid rain all day previous … we arrive at the oceans edge - and the sight is of “ghost chairs.” Waves gently fold in and out…. sunset is approaching…. spirits dinner party at the universe edge?
