Sep 19, 2022
4 min read
Unearthing Mirth
Digging up and digging in. A rather quotidian quipping human conditioning. The type of permanence compared to the replacement of self-discovery that living leads us through. Often faultlessly, while on occasion astray. With no thanks to COVID, my storage pre-decomposition project exceeding a decade has been frugally relegated to an annual adventure. Just a five foot 4 inches gal who’s fit her entire story into a seventy-two square foot space. In the recent…
