Little spots of rain on the ground, darkness, a sense of permission. Exhausted, wandering through the world before it was made - dust to become light elements to become heavy elements to become this tired creature with a reflection whose body (the obvious choice) is as good as you have the energy to make it or as bad.
value: a quality that adheres primarily to bad decisions you let survive too long
In ritual prostration to the needs you can see and service one forgets other needs becomes the attendant of “obvious choices” fails to remember confidence, birdsong fails to walk greater distances than the ones between doors and lives on the crusts of bread.
What I’m saying is: have you had anything to eat this morning?