It's been a week filled with victories and disappointments. With hope followed by confusion followed by hope. I curse myself over and over again for not finding the right thing to say. I'm finally given a chance and I sputter out a few words and flash an awkward smile. I promise, I'm so much better when I write it all down.
The sun is starting to come out. I'm torn between waves of relief and the sense that time is running out to set it all on fire before it's forgotten. Summer is the season of all things temporary, and it's only a blink away.
It's ironic that I'll be spending the summer here. The more specific you get the funnier it becomes.
You know that stretch of America between here and the West Coast? I've been there before, but I always wondered what I'd find if I just hopped in my car and wandered through it.
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