Clouds of rain slowly accumulating since morning
Stray cats hungry
Someone has died and someone feels the loss
Feeling cold
Stories the mind brings from the past
Looking at a certain city s map and realizing it is so different than
I had imagined years ago while living there
The pain was real then now is a dot on the map
Sleeping is a healing memory sometimes
Friends I have lost and friends I never had
Do you really have a friend ever?
Friendship is only in the moment I feel
Remembering Jairo drinking at his balcony and all the candles dripping on my jeans
then the ocean, the night, whatever you call distance
Reverse flow of consciousness …
Thank Gaia 