Small world

Phoned me from hospital yesterday to hear how it is going. I said that I needed help with some more effective painkiller. She asked me to come down as this morning. Now the strange part: when presenting my issue she asked me to go home and phone a collegue to her. I get so confused and wanted to joke and offer me to phone while in the building!


A friend asked me about plans for weekend. They are limited as I don't go out yet. "Isnt that a small world?"
You know what, when I am allowed to be with myself with so much space surrounding for thoughts, feelings, insights it becomes a growing world. I think everything and everyone needs space, like air to breath and soil for rooths having a chance to ground itself.