The sky the sky- same as it always was.

Is where you're from the place you're leaving or where you have roots?

I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One or the other.

i'm afraid to breathe in case i break the spell

I have to convince myself that this is not a pointless life, even the body is telling me so.

I look after those who look after me." He smacks his lips, stares at me, and adds, "I also look after those who don't." - Sara Gruen (Water for Elephants)

Life goes on with fragile normalcy.