Today we sit inside the willow dome, instead of our usual spot outside by the fire. I notice I’m feeling uncomfortable.
I like having full view of the plants and the sky, and today, even though it’s not totally blocking everything out, I’m feeling hemmed in by the structure.
I say this. It’s not universal. “I prefer the womb-like feeling of being in an enclosed space,” someone else says.
It’s funny because I’ve been thinking a lot about structure this past week. I’m working on a presentation for work, and have been wrestling with getting all my thoughts and ideas organised into the right framework.
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Wild Human 