It’s early December 2018. There is so much to do. So much to figure out. I am desperate to check all the perceived boxes but everything takes time. And time is the one thing I feel I have missed so much of. minutes fall away like gravity pulling water from a faucet a simple consequence of time the result of ill-fit riddle comes to me in pieces strewn across the floor am I enough to put it together? I am not certain anymore I’ve got a secret so long kept I didn’t know, couldn’t see it push it away Continue reading Gravity