listen to the thrush

well i wish
i had listened more

so i could tell you about it's song

but here i am, my head full of stories, so much to say, so much happening, not all good, not all bad.

quite happy and not sad:)

but i wonder do i listen? to what life is telling me.

one of my stories this week i deeply want to talk about

but i am not aloud

how can i tell you and still keep my vow

sometime this week, somewhere hidden in between all other stories of niceties and on the other hand more things breaking down this week,

i come upon a place

so magical

amazing really

i ask

can i make some pictures?

no

can i paint it maybe

write about it then

no,

but i lead you along the path, because what you see here is nothing yet...

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I had supper 8 pm writing this.

and now, can you help me , come, let's listen to the thrush (which one is it Mary ?:)