Life resuming.

Change from stream, dream to dream… and I am back writing narrative. Part fatalistic and deterministic at those times in the stream where futures are divergent and we play with all hope and honesty to make it something…

Something that will once more get back in the flow.

This saved flow might be an ode to victory and remaining in gratitude… or more likely it is moving on and forward, finally once again, to that inevitable meeting with the sea.