A letter

I know you don’t expect me, nor am I a welcome visitor in your self-imposed isolation.

But this is to let you know that I’ll be there with you next week.

 I’m haunted by the stones in that cottage – each carrying a story from the past. Stones chosen carefully for what they represent, got together to create a new possibility. What if opposing forces had united in that bygone moment of history…..

Why cover it up with a well-crafted ceiling? Write a new story.

History and politics seldom come together in authenticity.

I’ll see you there in that rare space.

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