It's getting harder to communicate. Physically. Verbally. Mentally. Health is not good.
I think of my family 24/7.
I don't think people understand that time is subjective.
I don't even know how to explain it.
Existential? I'm seeing things in slow motion. By that, I mean, I'm seeing things slower, and seeing so much farther ahead, and behind. And it's all now. It's a good thing, but I'm not making great communication with my family and grandkids.
I see them in my dreams, so I don't notice the sands of time...
The dreams are weird by MY standards. Waking up is now a cakewalk, compared to the sleeping. I'm working triple time, but it looks like nothing. It feels like I am everywhere, all the time. And I think that's a good way to be.
So much more...
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