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Which Door?
Birds peck at the newly uprooted earth after the Lichen Pickett Fence Removal. Robin RedBreast, Yellow Finch, Woodpecker, and Starling, demoted from playing the fence to ground scavengers. They don't come back, having found other fences to play their music on, and I stare at the emptiness, wondering what comes next.
I am physically moving locations, from The Cottage to an undisclosed address, most likely a Senior Residence, possibly a situation of living with neighbor noise, and definitely a consistent Senior Vibe. Whereas, The Cottage where I reside, is ringside to a cast of many foot and bicycle traffic goers. There are youth to and from school, regular dog walkers and their companions, helmeted wheel-turners, and senior clutches.
Fear is the initial Zone on this Transitional Trek. Pounding Heart and Freeze. I visualize a Taki Drummer sounding the pounding fear, slowly blending a tuning fork frequency into a Ceremonial Narrative.
Freeze automatically alerts the Thawsome Team to bring their gear and facilitate a Thawing when Trapped Feelings are released, giving the muscle organization room to flex.
The Second Zone I encounter on the Transitional Trek, Abandonment, is a CityScape of hissing steam and empty gray streets. No one opens a door to me, and there is no one to reach out to. I get a Lufa and a pail of warm water, and explore the…
