There is this breeze of death but no, do not think of it as dark and sad

Rather angelic it is..this kind of moment.

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Thoughts of what I am doing wrong. Being in my hometown and my mother not allowing me to enter her home.
Being like a ghost in peoples stories.
My exes still meeting up in the same circles, but I am not there any longer.
My friends all above 60 years old and 70s...
The need to count my blessings whilst they are obvious.
The eye seeing the unfortunate things.
Me disappointing myself.
Me believing.
I do not expect from anyone any longer any thing.
It is us angels who come along with death.


My coffee is good, tasty. I'm having a greek coffee at home.
This drawing I made last night, it is an Eyes Wheel. Too many of them. What are they lookin at.
Soon to get to work, but I wanted to annoy you a little with all this atmosphere of freshness and stillness of the great beyond

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