Twelves mice, two sauna later.

Something shifted. Memories
of what I want to change. A
realignment, it feels good.

I wonder, can I navigate with the
sensations within me? Have I
become hyper sensitive to the
path I take.

Lee and Steven are here. In
between work shift, in between
training. My landlord is sleeping
on the top room, working on the
land candidly announcing they
might want to do an Air Bnb of
the property. Candidly announcing
my time here is over. How much
time do I have?

A breath session yesterday
morning. Steven is being trained
as a breath worker. I ask for a
winter, a few months at least, of
calm and quiet, where I can
finalize, prepare for the move.

It seems positive. I flip in an
out of the space filled with
light. Is this just my
imagination or is there a gap
that has been created?

A tattoo of a Torii on my index,
where I can see it all the time.