Lemon Drop & a Guinness

It’s weird how life seems to fold in on itself, new creases remniscent of the older ones from previous layers. And then moments mirroring other moments. Once you notice it – it keeps coming up.. a sort of cylindrical ‘deja vu’. Something of who we are – casting numerous shadows.. a scattering of echoes — coming back to us in pieces. And here we are knowing or unknowingly attempting to decode the riddle of what it is – to be here.. Alive.