but at some point i hit a snag and suddenly the day was running away from me, abandoning me with an incomplete to do list and nagging anxiety. so i flew in the face of my worries and went on a walk to a local park to meet a friend and her friend for a gleeful bout of leaf jumping.
the walk there was amazing. i listened to sæglópur on repeat with my arms swinging out from my body in a carefree dance as my sandaled feet and half-exposed arms slowly warmed in the sunshine and cool air. it was brilliant. and the leaf jumping even more so.
this was the pile:
this was what it was like to be in the pile:
this is the view from the pile:
currently listening to: analyse (from the basement recording) - thom yorke
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