Where the grasses blow

If there must be wind, let there also be long grasses that make play of it.


Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Snow and blow today. I feel like darkness is trying to drown out my innate sunshine, lightness and buoyancy. I feel like I have been tricked by my own weakness; love. I am here because I love, but I do not love inclemency. I loathe darkness. I loathe cold and wet, and I loathe dangerous driving conditions due to cold, cold weather. I understand, today, that I loathe this weather as much as he loathes the nothingness of warmer climates. Today, I am sad. Today, I am forced to look at what I've made for myself; and for him. Today, I am sad. Today, I am really sad.

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