Disclaimer: I am sane. Intervention is NOT required.
Last week, late in the day, after forcing myself to trek down the hill to the empty park at the bottom of my street to sit in the grass at sundown (see Earthing.com), I had, let’s call it... an encounter.
It wasn’t much of a sundown, blah, and mostly gray. Still, I plunked down facing west and plugged…
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