The soup cools. Grandma is missing. Heat the soup. Are we all here? I think so. The distant cousin sits close by. Heat the soup. And Grandpa? In the bathroom. Now we’re ready. The soup is warm, the doorbell rings. Who’s missing? Aunt opens, the neighbor walks in, the soup goes cold.

In the end, the beauty is in gathering.

WE ARE RE-GEN
Regeneration isn’t about generations.

Thinking out loud

Life. Time. Fears. Hobbies. Changes.
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