God has something else planned for me. I don't know what. I don't believe I'll come back as a bird or nothing. But I always had the sense that this is just one part of my life. Nobody builds anything so beautiful, so intricate, and just throws it away.
Nature provides a sense of order in the face of chaos.
I couldn't move furniture around. I don't have access to my other old ways of feeling balanced. In the past, when I had a car, I would drive to certain places, like up a hill, and just sit and look at the river. Or I'd go to a spring. I had favorite places.