It is strange out walking and thinking some family and old friends may not last long after being poison poked, and here I am just enjoying the trees and detaching from their fate and misfortune.

I did my mourning late spring of 21. It’s like my spirit has already arrived in the future and is looking back at these last 2 years & simply nods in acknowledgment, this was a very sad time.
I just feel beyond it all. Don’t know how to explain.

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