pins_and_needles Bizzar so often entire days go by where it feels like my soul is a waking limb. my energy is such in a way... numb from the weight of the world. today, the thaw was very present. the ground felt soft and strange beneath my feet. the tree branches offering their buds to the sun, begging for each minute of the day - longer than the last. and the evergreens fluff their branches in the breeze, as if to remind us that they've been there all along. brushing the cold and snow off their shoulders, while the rest of the world wakes from pins and needles. 220308 what's it to you? who go blather from