I’m not really here. To say my mind is elsewhere is a gross understatement. Obviously, that isn’t the best time to write, but I do most of my writing when my thoughts are unclear. That is the weirdest part about all of this. My thoughts, or daydreams rather, have never been more clear. I am longing for the silver light-filled magical nights that lie ahead, in unimaginable depth. But they’re not here just yet, so I wanted to share some snapshots from the last couple of weeks with you.
We welcomed my sister home, we bathed in the sunlight and worked hard on projects around the house. When everyone was asleep I found myself too energized to rest, even amid supreme exhaustion. The lights and sounds of the city were too enticing to ignore, so while others slept, I wandered, never feeling more at ease.
The moon stayed out to kiss the tops of the buildings as I walked below, blanketing everything in beautiful silver, giving everything a shadow even in the darkness away from the city lights.
This city is a vibrant one, filled with secrets I’ve yet to discover.
It is in these times I feel all of myself coming together again. No longer pieces of myself strewn through seasons, fragments floating around the world with the people I care about. For the first time in a long time, I feel like all of the pieces are coming together at the same time. Revisiting old spaces of this city, finding myself in new ones, I feel complete.
Enjoy your spring, I’ll see you soon ♥