Here is the truth about September

it sneaks up on you and all of a sudden it's autumn
and you don't know what to do with your recently orphaned august daydreams
so you tuck them between the pages of brand new notebooks
and leave them in he corners of your sweatshirt pockets to gather lint
and you set them on fire until all the trees are smouldering red and orange and yellow.

Can love be measured by the hours in a day?

What the fuck are you so afraid of?

No more pussy footing around your feelings, you're my girl.


I'm everything I've told people not to be.
I am so fucking afraid it's disgusting. I need to fucking LET GO.

Got a message from Turkey today..

I can begin work in June. 
Time to start figuring things out a year ahead. This is so frightening. This is so enlightening. 


For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it is ourselves we find in the sea.

You can stand swaffed by groups and mobs and hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company. But no one is in your head.
You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it, if your heart is bleeding, make the best of it, there is heat and freezing be a testimate.

Let beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things.

I have been blessed with a human who is a combination of everything I have been looking for. Someone who accommodates the way I want to experience this part of my life. And I have never felt so comfortable, safe and at home with someone before.