A letter to July.
Dear July.
July,why is it you always seem to bring something different to the the table? New ways of thinking,new people or just the willingness to find something exciting. I’m sure I’m not the only one you do this to July and this isn’t the first time you’ve done this to me either !
At the very beginning of your arrival, the first day actually, you got me to leave my job and thanks for that, I really didn’t feel good in there. A very scary and new experience with taking my anger out, later and I feel so much better.
You’re bringing my friends back to me again July, I’ve missed them, I look forward to seeing them soon and being silly. You’ll be bringing me to my first group session at some point July, I know I’ll thank you for that. Boy, things will get better.
On my brother’s A5 notebook on which I wrote to you I now say -:
“ I’m running out of space here so I’ll leave you July, hoping you’ll do it again this year and for years to come, but don’t be afraid to surprise me , I’d really like that too.
Fionn. “
Here on Tumblr you have much more space than an A5 piece of cartridge paper, so I’ll add this extra bit to last nights writings - Y’know I’m beginning to realise why I long for certain things and certain people to such an extent. You July, even you, for a long time many months ago I pined for you to be here, I wanted you’re freedom, you’re people, you’re thoughts and now you’re here I’m not even seeing the day as just another day in July, I’m constantly waiting for what you have to offer, thinking it’ll all sway down to me and sweep me away. I’d like to do something this July that’ll make me jump, in my head or in outside, we’ll see.
I’ve always had the idea that certain things will make things right, somethings I can’t yet grasp but soon will, making me wonder who I’ll be in 12 months or next week. Gosh I wonder what next week will bring.
Look there you are again July. Bring what you bring, let me be innocent yet still acknowledge you, please.
Yours Fionn.
