Life is strange... I watched the penumbra of the lunar eclipse just days ago. Underneath the moonlight I made love outside with my lover (you may know her initials). The penumbra is one of the first conversation her and I had together and is the name of my consulting business. The prose poem I just published opens with a sentence about a light in the attic. I am grateful for the synchronicities today. I will listen to this record intently. Thank you.
Double (triple?) synchronicities? Life is strange indeed. It makes me grateful that you got something out of this post and I would love to hear your thoughts on Hosono House. Enjoy!
Life is strange... I watched the penumbra of the lunar eclipse just days ago. Underneath the moonlight I made love outside with my lover (you may know her initials). The penumbra is one of the first conversation her and I had together and is the name of my consulting business. The prose poem I just published opens with a sentence about a light in the attic. I am grateful for the synchronicities today. I will listen to this record intently. Thank you.
Double (triple?) synchronicities? Life is strange indeed. It makes me grateful that you got something out of this post and I would love to hear your thoughts on Hosono House. Enjoy!