Mar 16, 2021
03.15.2021 | monday
for weeks i have been living in a cycle of sorts.
tedious nights, cold mornings and long days. in that order.
today played out a little different...
i went for coffee a few cities over and enjoyed the sound of rain from inside a local bookstore. there was something about the smell of wet-asphalt, fresh rain and cold breeze that made me feel genuine. for a while i wasn’t going through mazes. i wasn’t chasing the feeling of being seen and understood.
for a moment, i was okay.