When you fall, you fly…

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“Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.”
― Neil Gaiman

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My inner landscape is a vast wasteland at the moment…

it’s not as dramatic as it may sound,

I’m simply all kinds of tired,

and I’ve finally accepted it…

sort of…

still fighting it a bit,

but soon that fight will fritter itself away as froth on the sea… or in a bathtub… or when you stick your nose into a cappuccino.

The photo above is one I tried to take of the most recent full moon while it ambled past Jupiter…

it looks as though I was falling when I took the shot…

perhaps I was flying.