Bits from my (real, paper) journal

[leeftail]

With nothing but the sound of water crashing gently on the rocks in my ears; nothing my eyes see but the sun reflecting on water like glass, white foam pooling in the places between stones, and the empty pages before me, it is easy to feel timeless

Comments

[katmarajade]

I've had this open in a tab for days. I've read it each day and felt incapable of forming a response. Thank you for sharing this. It's beautiful and insightful, wise and wonderful. Your metaphors are gorgeous and I'm so grateful to get a glimpse at this land through your eyes, through your heart, through your mind. It's so lovely and intimate and thoughtful.

*adores you*

Are you home safely now?

[leeftail]

Thank you so much bb! Your comment totally made my day. :)

I'm trying to post more of my random poetic-ish ramblings, because maybe if I think people are reading I'll start writing more. It's hard to resist the temptation to edit as I type them up, but I know if I start I'll decide it's all rubbish and delete it.

I am home! Perhaps not safely, as I've caught a cold and pulled a muscle in my neck (lifting my ridiculously heavy backpack at the airport, 5 minutes before my dad picked me up). Hence the lack of posting.