Gravel imbedded in my stomach and diamonds falling out of my hair. Carianne, carry and put it down! Yes! Shift the Sands!

Claw came and scratched. Now need a watch on our wrist, strapped on my dominant side, my right arm and hand. I did pick the bag of bees hanging over my shoulder. A spiral, no. A slickkkk spill, trellis installed in hard to reach fields. Illyria never left me and time wondered why I measure it when I know it not to be real. My shoulder, should she, what have I shown her? Thank you Thomas, for the watch and all. Your sight on me is a gift, a blessing, never to be taken for granted. Desert Ray. Raymond Black. Ray moved on now we’re back in periwinkles shell, back in the darkness now! Stat! Raymond Sunshine. Raymond, my father’s worker. Father bought Raymond’s van when he couldn’t work anymore. Ray is mended, light let in again. A balance achieved for the now and saved for maybe then! Non-sense- I call! Stormy patterns make beautiful music of the leaves. Thank you for arriving once again, Fall.