Sometimes I can just escape. Travelling to another business meeting. In the sunshine or the rain. I have my music and a playlist. And that is all I need. Watching the world rush by outside. Whilst I travel on at speed.

I let a little more go. Of the welcomed emptiness,. That used to be,. Freedom from our worldly connections. Grasping what we know and then letting it go. Letting go of the things that make us human. And there we were,. Our hearts overflowing into the open wild,. In search of nothing more,. Than what we could discover,. I let them go,. To other hands and hearts,. They went that way,. In stories and visits,.

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