Ninety days goes by in a blink.
I forget those tiny moments which don't make big impressions but that creep back in later as something I do want to remember. Peripheral details are then fuzzy like clouds.
Right now I'm taken with Kelvin Helmholtz clouds (K-H) which swirl and hook in an ocean-esque line. (Some were visible over my home city last week.)
They remind me of my ninety days. Moving forward in space with a small piece reaching back, not yet capable to touch that last wave.
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