Good Grief 313

This reminded me of 'A Line Made Walking' again ...
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The feeling of fading goes on and a sense of lack of connection inevitably contributes to and maintains it.
Substance....like 'dust', ephemeral, elusive and a great deal to do with meaning.
I was determined to try to get to my friend's. It's her birthday in the week and I'd got a pot and planted it with bulbs. Not really wanting to go, I cried and felt physically sick at the effort as a walked beforehand. I don't really get it entirely other than I know it as great solitary familiar sadness. A childhood thing.