Last time I was here, it was in the middle of a house move, a thesis draft, a documentary screening, a conference preparation and a personal decision hangover. Over two months ago. Only.
Not that life is perfect now. Not that it ever will be. But it is a perfect moment now as Hallelujah comes on. Despite the pain of the past and the uncertainty of the future.
Hallelujah is now. The external is catching up with internal mechanics. It is not an affectation. It is wilful, ongoing and attuned. Now is hallelujah.