January 29, 2022 by petrujviljoen
I detect a heave, somewhere in the distant interior, take the time to smile at it (oh! you again), get on with facing the day, a slight wrench in my chest as I turn my attention to the business of living; attending to the chores. Lately that pull has become stronger and I’m worried – if I give in to it, what will be left?
my heart –
call of the