My mind is extremely scattered today.

You can spend all your time making money
You can spend all your love making time
If it all goes to pieces tomorrow
Will you still be mine?

Yeah. Thing.

Managed to beat the theology essay that's been nagging at me for the last several days into some semblance of order. Not sure I said what I needed to say, entirely, but it's a start.

Futzed about with laundry.

Stairs.

Same as it ever was.

So feeling unprepared for my training weekend ....

"Let what I am be then, in some part, at all times, set and secure, a passionate witness, taking itself to pieces carefully, unendingly, preserving the obvious pledges made, the original duty." --Pablo Neruda, courtesy erispope

Free thought: living in ma'at, living genuinely, is bearing witness to one's ren.