rich days with my family. i grieve their closeness now, back home away from them.
did a lot today, was not present a lot.
i have been feeling and thinking a lot about the people of myanmar and china. when i eat, when i drink water, when i look at the people i love, my home standing sturdy where it belongs. we have so much. so much that we don't think twice about, to be thankful for.
A lark constellation hangs in the night sky, beating its wings as it lifts off the ground. Everything I love, this whole earth, is under the lark.
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