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Last night for the first night in days it was clear. There was a moon and what would be stars if I didn't live in a city. The air is crisp, and winter feels close. I keep staring at my coats in the closest and wondering how much longer it will be until I pull them out, and once again roam around Boston in bright blue. It feels comfortable in this city, but comfort too easily turns into stagnation. This winter may be just be a winter of books and small groups of good friends and cooking food for those that I care about the most.
Right now though, I feel like I am laying dormant for something that is to come . . .
p.s. those that are far away (New York, Iceland, Santa Fe, and Austin) I miss y'all and all the energy you give me for life.
Right now though, I feel like I am laying dormant for something that is to come . . .
p.s. those that are far away (New York, Iceland, Santa Fe, and Austin) I miss y'all and all the energy you give me for life.