"I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore"

[Saturday 13th October 2018]


A day of contrasts: occupied by many tasks and activities and escaping through eating out in the company of my sisters. Internally the brain travels locally and finds cause for discomfort, sadness and loss.  That which, seemingly, cannot be regained, O cruel tormentor. The end of the end, indeed. 😧

[Post title is from "A Dream Within a Dream" by Edgar Allan-Poe]

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