limbo living at the moment. days are the spaces between sleep. dreams feel like life sometimes, a life where I find myself less tired and less restricted by the limitations of logic and my own humanity.
on the move a lot. occupying myself with enough to never be left to my thoughts. I think this is helpful right now. I see friends and call my parents and fill empty space with excuses not to stop. writing and reading and running and drifting.
I take a moment to appreciate my capacity to see the world through the eyes I’ve been given. nobody else has this opportunity, and I’ll never truly see the world from the eyes of anyone else. we’re all seeing something different in the same spaces.
I miss every day. this is forever and this is okay. one day at a time for forever and a half. <<
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