people have been reminding me i haven't written here in months. (not true). the thing is, i've got lots to say these days too. but its mostly about a certain lesson that took me seven months to finally learn. about how much my life has changed since.
mostly about how amazed and happy i am these days. theres a new softeness to my step and i walk around, grinning.
but really, who gives a shit about all that, right?
what i can say, and what you probably care less to hear about is, there is something about the breath of summer and the heaviness of Lancome on my wrists. something about sweet stares stolen over the tops of books as i sip soda in a coffee shop. right now, while i still have some free time, before work and before school, i've been taking long walks around the city and getting recognized by people who don't know me. there is something about the heavily spiked green outside, the sun beating down on my bare arms and the way strangers smile and say hello that make me think i might love this city. i scribble a poem on a concrete ledge and imagine someone reading it. i look in the windows at all the things i'd buy. i walk against the crowds of people.
in a crowd i'll look at you and see something beautiful, then pass you by, already forgotten.
theres something about spending the afternoon on a downtown city street catching winks and getting honked at. something relaxed, the knot in my stomach's been dissolved, yes, this is my summer vacation. |
