There’s something strangely sweet about the early stages of a cold in the beginning of fall. Body forcing mind to slow down, adjust. Cede control to a delicate hum. I comfortably lean into my fragility.
You must learn one thing: the world was made to be free in. Give up all other worlds except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you - David whyte
i want to wear on the beach