It had been too long since I paid close attention to myself.
As I sat by the water, small nymphs of some bug pattered down from the leaves above like a soft rain
Kinder to my skin than any water.
A fowl plucks himself, and the littlest spider begins a journey to cross me like my denim is so many stretching lands.
I am interrupting nature as humbly as I can manage, two cigarettes pass and I'm tired of self-ness already
But for a moment? I breathed.
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 9:29 PM UTC
It had been too long since I paid close attention to myself.
As I sat by the water, small nymphs of some bug pattered down from the leaves above like a soft rain
Kinder to my skin than any water.
A fowl plucks himself, and the littlest spider begins a journey to cross me like my denim is so many stretching lands.
I am interrupting nature as humbly as I can manage, two cigarettes pass and I'm tired of self-ness already
But for a moment? I breathed.
I took myself on a date to a lake today. Remember to be kind to yourself.
