new, again.

It’s the same sensation you get when you’ve been alone in a room for a long time and then realize that someone else has been there the whole time.  Your mind swims for a moment, the room shifts, you quickly re-search your memory of entering the room to see how you could have miscalculated this presence.

“how did I…”

{merton:} “the gate of heaven is everywhere.”

 

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