A branch to hold onto.

 A branch to hold onto. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A branch to hold onto. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Unanchored.

Adrift.

Feet searching for something solid.

Thrown around by the wind.

Changing.

Searching.

For a branch to hold onto.

New.

A different shape.

Waiting to grow into the changing edges.

Love

Luke

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Day 967