Moving On. 

Moving On.&.Flowing.

Flowing to my own rhythm. Greeting the Sun each day. Moving on from what I used to be to what I need to be. People come and go. I’m learning this. I stretch. I sit. And then I stretch some more. The Sun. The birds. My own quietness. 

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