Places And Things

When I sit in the den, I think about different things then when I sit in the study.

When my hands are wet in the sink, I think about different things than when my hands are wet holding a leash in the rain.

When I move towards the uni, I think differently to how I leave it.

These are simple, obvious thoughts, but it is strange to think about them.

Can I provoke the creativity that bursts in my mind at 3 in the morning, when I’m too tired to act on it fluidly? Can I teach myself to habitate that space?

I wonder.


  1. If we could but harness such things!

    (We could shackle them to unholy engines and drive all before us!)

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