βI feel dreamlike and removed, as though I am already looking back on a distant memory.
I try to soak up this moment, ingest it, make it click, but I canβt seem to pin myself to it.β What a profound, yet paradoxically simple, reckoning. I know that distance well, and you did such a beautiful job carrying me across that distance, the surprises, the inquiry, the moments both matter-of-fact and existential. π
βI feel dreamlike and removed, as though I am already looking back on a distant memory.
I try to soak up this moment, ingest it, make it click, but I canβt seem to pin myself to it.β What a profound, yet paradoxically simple, reckoning. I know that distance well, and you did such a beautiful job carrying me across that distance, the surprises, the inquiry, the moments both matter-of-fact and existential. π