Letting me be . . . random wondering and philosophy

Every morning, I stand at the window in the living room watching the lake and the harbor as a new sky is being born.
I am a fan of the limitless horizon. I love watching the water in motion. I so like to imagine stories about the sailboats docked in the harbor. I am captured by the sunrise on the water....

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I've always been fascinated by lines. I like how they separate and define spaces, how they turn as you move to change your perspective. I like the ways lines can become their own spaces between spaces. With a little imagination, lines can take me places...

You might not know my friends when you first meet them. You might not know them ever. But I know them well.
You might know them because you've never seen them, or talked to them, or listened as they tell the stories that make them who they are. Or maybe you have and you just weren't there....

It's called skin hunger. We need to touch each other. If we don't experience 16 touches a day, we unconsciously start bumping into people. Our skin gets lonely.
It's probably a way of preserving the species.
He said, "You knew."