that city holds a piece of my heart.
i slept 14 hours last night (needed it desperately) and i might stay in with didion and some doja and kel's mix... brookly-take-me-in.
i am so excited for this next stage of my life; it's scary, overwhelming, and when i think i've only been alive 23 years i can't begin to fathom what the next 23 will hold. does time speed up?
time is a tricky thing. you don't see someone for ages and when you do it's like that time never elapsed. if i had a crystal ball, or a trusty psychic, would i want to know the end of the story?
sometimes when i'm reading and i know something juicy is coming up i have to put my hand over the bottom of the page, otherwise i try to read ahead and where i am at the same time.
maybe it's time i put my hand over the next page and open my eyes to right now.
and brooklyn, take me in. i'll be good to you.
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