Distractions and screens,

noise on noise…on noise.

The whir,

both from myself and the world around.

The rumble of traffic,

lists within lists.

Stopping.

Stepping off.

Finding the ground again,

a grassy ground.

Remembering to breathe.

Feeling. Seeing. Quiet mind

steady thoughts

the lost art of stillness

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Some quiet time away is planned, with attached sketchy internet, (as much as I love you internet, this may well encourage some added stillness.)