ghosts
Sometimes nothing seems to move. Everybody is pushing for something, everything, now or sooner. And it gets past the point when it matters. A sort of a post stress status where the things that really matter reclaim the center stage they've been patiently waiting for.
The evenings out here are waiting to be rediscovered. They won't wait for ever.
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