This Bob Marley song follows me around and haunts me on this island. No matter where I move, I keep hearing it, keeping the dream alive. This particular DnB version however, I havent heard out here yet. But its by far my favourite mix. Reeeealy dreamy.

covered in pen and paints always buzzing round my head curling tuggy fingers around my hair pointing new questions at everything baby monkey mommy monkey piggy back gripping pressing into steps too giant to climb without shrugging parents loose crossing streets massaging tired necks and feet fashioning spears out of rock moulding animals and people

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I couldn’t believe how lucky I was last night, to find myself alone this 2am, because for the first time in 372 years, a total lunar eclipse occurred on the date of the northern winter solstice. The clouds had parted for the occasion and the sky was at its blackest black, framed by the edges