She has the tentative, tender footed tread of a fastidious woman.
A woman who recognises the boundaries of the space her body occupies, the depths of her knowing mind.
Because of her, I was compelled to change.
I had too much of everything and Everything was using me up. I needed to reclaim honest simplicity, things necessary for survival.
>Location when written: Soho, London, England<
>Music I was listening to: Bare ~ Lari White<
© Rod McRiven 2017
