Lookout Point Opunake
This morning my head is in a bit of a whirl and the result of this, when I reflect on it, is that I hold no thoughts for any duration. Watching the foam coming over the rock beds and leaving its fugitive trace resonated for me on this particular kind of mind day. Thoughts come flooding in and have a temporary site of consideration and then they rush away in time to collide with the next ones coming pressing upwards and into the space still being vacated by the last thoughts. Nothing is held to completion. Is this caused by fatigue or by excitement or by a too long a to-do list? I really cannot put my finger on that aspect - it just is how it is.
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