On Endings #1
Where I am the winds are blowing so forcefully that the house creaks and rattles and the trees bend in a way that looks like they will break. I can see the ocean from this hill and even though it’s been here forever it always surprises with how vast and unremitting it is. How can something go on forever like that?
I read today that if an apple was magnified to be the size of the earth, its atoms would appear to be the size of apples.
I am listening to the sound of the wind and hoping for some guidance or hope, some clarity about what to do about things that I care about but cannot seem…