september surprises

[riverofcurios]

i like my writing from 2013 the best, still. it's shocking for someone who always looks at her past selves with such disdain. it has been an unusual and stormy september - most mornings, sometimes when i am still awake, the rains and the thunder come down so heavy that i feel alive again. september has always been mostly indistinct, so i love the surprise of these september storms - it is nice sometimes, to still be able to be taken aback. bus rides to school with the beckoning sunrise and street lights trying to break through the condensation of glass windows, and bedtime listening to rubber tyres past water puddles - they bring me back to winters in paris and london.

i wish to enter into the great human stream, where everything is possible again.