"and don't ghost me... after that"
on the mounds around that one so so poignant place - the old ruined castle, i know one thing: two humans, so unlikely new communicants, her " you randy old cradle snatchin' wrinkly..." me... ALLof me, have never in the thousand years since it was all built up - barriers, have never had such a no-barriers, three hour talk....
Note to self: "i have sensitive eyes..."
Our, yes, our mutual 'purpose' - the younger one.... at the real cliff edge.... it is the continual " my body is faultily this that and the other" which became the last few decades the total apocalypse.... and excuse for not getting on as fairly-normal, never mind understanding the simplest 'social contracts'...
Or REALLY understanding some life changing life saving 'change'... that is not just body-mind, but must also be based on simple habits... that are so so much harder to put in place, as it is hard ferkin work....
And everything else, just became evasion strategy and diversion....
