shan’t, chant, change

“i bet there’s thunder incoming” – “why?” – “my head hurts in a specific way” – “… it has been quite the storm already, yes”.

i don’t move and go back to eyes closed. Let me go… “where to?” – “wherever, but inside here” – “… there’s just this place to sit” – “yeah but we can explore corners and drag things around. we can certainly not be in the same spot – new perspectives! (miserable laughter)”

i thank them, not without a toast (not the food, the cheering, the salut, o brinde!) and a few pure delights of pure sugar and egg.

and it is peaceful and warm and I love it.

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