& I hope we still find
some way to meet, however far apart the winds of life might take us. thinking about travels - At;as
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I am elsewhere,
elsewhere. plants grow through the cracks of sidewalks, on buildings. juxtaposed with trash and decay, life, somehow, finds a way. It's a cool place! - Atlas the dark sky, the night
tucked behind closed windows deep beneath the sky. sleep eludes, but I am safe, I am wondering what the dawn will bring. a bit late since the night kind of sort of vanished on me (traveling eastwards is interesting) but it exists! - Atlas it wasn't until I said "bye"
that I started to cry. because you are behind me both literally and figuratively, now. my memories are so clear, like they happened just yesterday, because they did. someday I may not remember this at all. goodbye, bricks. goodbye, trees. goodbye, flowers. goodbye, seeds. goodbye, people. I love you, I love you, (wave bye-bye!) goodnight. graduation didn't hit, until it did - Atlas time unfolds like
the endless sky above us. what will we make of it? what will we build? there comes a time, I think when each generation is asked to hold the world. I hope we're gentle with it. yaaaay graduation! - Atlas oh, I still don't know
what to say about it all. it's been good, it's been great, it's been a lot, I love you? somehow words fall short. but I lived it, I did. idk man - Atlas I'm not quite sure
what to do with my freedom. but I have it nonetheless. and I think that choosing to spend that time dancing with you is a good choice, and one that I do not regret. I'm freeeeeeee - Atlas one must imagine Sisyphus
working on homework-- I'm sorry. I know it does get better than this, that it will get better, hopefully, soon. but an ocean of work lies between then and now and I am the one who will have to cross it I am so so so close to being done but also so terribly far - Atlas I don't know
what the future will look like, if it will hold on its current trajectory or shatter into glass, into sand and fall through my fingertips taking even memories with it-- I am scared of making promises or predictions. I have read too many history textbooks. but if it is within my power and you are willing I would like my future to have you in it. yes, I would like it to have you in it. late-night conversations and dreaming, hoping - Atlas it was a beautiful day,
sweetness and stress clinging to the underside of leaves-- no, perhaps that was the golden light. I'm glad I got to share this place with you, with all of you. I'm grateful for this time. <3 (our last Sunday night. In this place, anyway) - Atlas |
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