I watched as the wind swept away the petals from the cherry blossom tree in the backyard. Such a delicate disaster.
My legs still tremble ever so slightly since Saturday’s hike. The earth is no firmer than it was before, I must just be getting weak. I think sitting at my desk every day is slowly killing me.
But it’s hard to get away from - the desk, that is. There’s always something! School (one more semester!), work, thehomelab, etc. etc. etc..
Standing desk, bicycle, running shoes; tools for well-being. Slowly getting back into it.
Fortification; work in progress.