dear twenty-year old me,
the storm in your head will settle and
the debris will remain down for a few minutes longer this time.
*(and then you'll learn to hold down fortresses in the
hurricanes, instead of being the ragdoll that
the torrents play tag with)*.
dear twenty-year old me,
there will be a moment when no amount of
poisonous smog clutching on the every molecule of breathable air
will be enough to block the clarity of the sun, the moon,
*even the little stars that seemingly do nothing but give you a carpet
of diamonds to cut your feet on.*
dear twenty-year old me,
this is a test. this is a phase. if life has taught me
anything, it is this -
it
always
goes
on.
so should you.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 5:10 AM UTC
dear twenty-year old me,
the storm in your head will settle and
the debris will remain down for a few minutes longer this time.
*(and then you'll learn to hold down fortresses in the
hurricanes, instead of being the ragdoll that
the torrents play tag with)*.
dear twenty-year old me,
there will be a moment when no amount of
poisonous smog clutching on the every molecule of breathable air
will be enough to block the clarity of the sun, the moon,
*even the little stars that seemingly do nothing but give you a carpet
of diamonds to cut your feet on.*
dear twenty-year old me,
this is a test. this is a phase. if life has taught me
anything, it is this -
it
always
goes
on.
so should you.
musings as i bid the dying year goodbye.
