the air here feels--smells like october in texas. i have just a week left in utah before i head home (to where the buffalo rome) and then onward to new york. life is simultaneously crawling and hurtling. time is pliable, like taffy, stretching in all directions at once. and if find myself thankful for the little things. like cool autumn air.
"A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked."
i've not been a great blogger this summer. i know this. but sometimes things are hard. hard in a way that writing does not assuage or elucidate. hard in a way that privacy becomes necessary. so forgive me. please, forgive me. i'm learning, you know? and i'll get better.