Such a little word: Static. Carrying such a weight. Anchoring. Burying. Nailed. Sitting still but unbalanced. Doing nothing but offering up a shock if disturbed. Static. White noise obscuring the truth. A life without movement, experience, adventure That’s the real hair raiser.
Shall we play a game? How long will I have to wait for my parkinsons nurse appointment? It’s set for 11am. Normally it’s at least an hour late. I have knitting and crochet with me. To kill time you see. Not to show off I can still hold the needles/hook. Not at all. No reason […]