what a catalyst you turned out to be

time zips along

it's been two years since I moved here

and in that two years

much has bubbled along

under the surface of the water

while sifting through boxes piled high in a room

boxes of my life before

boxes unopened for many years

a realisation that they are no longer relevant 

to this life

the French have a phrase

'avoir le cafard'

to have the cockroach

the Ariege blues

it could be easy to let that feeling overshadow

but then someone shakes you

takes you out of the room

from the boxes

gets you drunk

and tells you to F off

take a look

think about it

the boxes have been emptied

some remain

much much less

just real precious things

leaving space for more living

less owning

more belonging ....

this morning

a moment

a reminder of why I live and love it here

crisp ice on the windscreen 

see your breath morning

pink sky behind snow topped mountains

music on {loud}

white frosted fields

soul filled

eyes watery

yep

bimbimbim

officially here 

to stay

take that Brexiteers

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