while i am up in the murk midnight, i am being poked by small world-weary demons who started off with reasonably sharp sticks and have now faded to a desultory poke.
they are losing their strength, folks, and i am gaining mine.
as this is another wander around the inside of my head post and therefore light on for obvious visuals, i thought i would wander around the archives and pick up those photos which spoke to me, without filtering or judging too much.
and i see i have chosen quite a few that are looking up - often from darkness into light.
and i think that's a good sign.
3 comments:
Thinking of you and wishing you much more light in your life.
Swing back at it Babe! YEAH!!!!!!!!!
those little murk demons get around, but they don't like light so keep it shining
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