31 May 2018 Thursday
Summitting mountains and molehills
slated in mused at 2:14 am
“I think you’re fishing for mountains in a sea of molehills.”
—2009
Another full eve, with trepidation, excitement, realizations, consternations, liberations. …
I thought things tonight that were not possible to consider just a month ago — perhaps not even this morning. And here I am, here, thinking things, exposed to all the new possibilities carried by new thoughts. And my swamps and molehills, fond friends and foes, formerly persistent; now feeling like a portioned, adorable garden decor in my holodeck. Yep.
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