waking up early. so early.
a gap opens in the flow of being. stopping all progress. no forward momentum. inertia scrapes the pavement. heels dragging, eyes on the ground, not the horizon nor the stars.
the neoscenes/tech-no-mad (b)log ::
traces pathways and actions encountered and undertaken
waking up early. so early.
a gap opens in the flow of being. stopping all progress. no forward momentum. inertia scrapes the pavement. heels dragging, eyes on the ground, not the horizon nor the stars.