today, day of days when the child outside becomes the child within when those seven billion billion billion atoms have more or less successfully completed nearly seventeen million kilometres of earth
in space around a ball of blazing plasma and all I want is a break from it all for just one second breathe in one two three make a wish blow out the candles see each little light blink into oblivion until the only one left is the sun and
Do I Feel Different?
I am still spinning.
written on my 18th birthday, as I cross the line into adulthood