god is the answer
A part of me is always going to ache whenever I drive down south on I-10 under a vast
gray Florida sky, wet with humidity even with the a.c. blasting. The bright green contrast of the palms against storm clouds sagging and ready to let go--thats how i feel mostly these days, like a thin veil of vapor is holding everything back. What will be the catalyst? Last night all I thought about was you. I dreamed that we ran into one another in a parking lot, and you tried to be mad at me, but I could feel such intense love and we both collapsed laughing into the grass of a median at the thought of hating each other. This is what the colors of the sky reminded me of today. the palette of that dream, and all of the other ones we lived for, sleeping dogs in the backseat, NPR in the front, always headed for some water source, sleeping head on my arm and my nose in your hair. i always just feel like i have given up.
gray Florida sky, wet with humidity even with the a.c. blasting. The bright green contrast of the palms against storm clouds sagging and ready to let go--thats how i feel mostly these days, like a thin veil of vapor is holding everything back. What will be the catalyst? Last night all I thought about was you. I dreamed that we ran into one another in a parking lot, and you tried to be mad at me, but I could feel such intense love and we both collapsed laughing into the grass of a median at the thought of hating each other. This is what the colors of the sky reminded me of today. the palette of that dream, and all of the other ones we lived for, sleeping dogs in the backseat, NPR in the front, always headed for some water source, sleeping head on my arm and my nose in your hair. i always just feel like i have given up.