The horizon reached

Modifié le : 2016/08/31

For a few days, I had to work and rework a chap­ter, the one described vague­ly in the pre­vi­ous post. The ice jam is bro­ken now, the water is released and takes me with it.

Ver­ti­go is always present as if I were head­ing towards a hori­zon that will inevitably throw itself into the unknown, the one where every­thing must begin again, or be reborn, it depends.

Time goes on, and fin­ish­ing some­thing is a mat­ter of sat­is­fac­tion, intox­i­ca­tion and also of despon­den­cy, a return to a light that is undoubt­ed­ly raw­er. Noth­ing is less cer­tain. But the field will have been plowed. In a few chap­ters, I will be able to rest and wait for spring.