Awkward to begin with after uncomfortable dreams and a sickness in the body. By allowing the feelings near they released with a big squirm and tight ripple. Some time later, access to the idea that something is wrong and that I must keep moving in my mind. Proximity to this idea brought the realisation that this movement is entirely unnecessary and can cease of its own accord. Some time later, the curious shift whereby I am very very tiny and the body and even the head is so very vast. So much space and yet sort of a wall just in front. It’s happened a few times in my life, sometimes when listening to music. Some time later, no more awkwardness, sickness, concern, just the morning bird call and then the church bells ringing out at six.