last night i told her, there’s something in the air and everything is changing. the jasmine thinks it’s springtime. the raindrops never came. the sky and the clouds and the air and the atmosphere…it’s just different.
i can’t explain.
today, i woke up with a dark cloud in my belly.
today, i got a very expensive piece of paper.
today, i said goodbye to some very dear friends.
today, i received inspiration via fedex.
up down up down, like a yo-yo in mid-air.
when i got home, i sank into my sofa. i wanted to dive under the cushions. i wanted to swim away.
there’s something in the air and everything is changing, but i’m still here. i’m still here, and i don’t know where the consolation is in that.