
notes from july: miracles that stick
And I could’ve fallen asleep right there under the blue, comfortable enough to drift, but knowing that even a blink would be an expense worth too much.
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And I could’ve fallen asleep right there under the blue, comfortable enough to drift, but knowing that even a blink would be an expense worth too much.

I’m writing this after coming inside from a storm.

There is nothing enjoyable about living a lesson.

And it all shakes out smoothly when the weather gets better. The girls are in the park wearing their favorite flat black shoes again, pushing back a Mary Jane strap and laughing at that tan line like a badge of honor.

I sound like I’m full of shit when I talk about the internet

I don’t know if it’s been obvious to all of you that I’ve been stuck in a loop.

It’s been a few years since I brought something to term without struggle, but this demanded to be born.

It doesn’t make sense that this is the season that birthed me.

I kept trying to force the conclusion upon myself that nobody is really meant for anybody

I think I’m starting to see some kind of a finish line.