
And when the caring is over ….what next?
I hid I went out into the world I laughed I shouted I told a story maybe true Maybe a myth I dressed up I dressed down I picked berries from a bush & and ate them direct without washing them first. I escaped the weather. All of the weather I escaped from my past into my past. I felt desolate. I felt joy I … Continue reading And when the caring is over ….what next?