Someone called me a walking autumn, earlier today. I wonder if she can see all my impending decay. Aesthetic, though it might be. And the cooler air is better for breathing, even when stalled in bouts of mild hyperventilating, from time to time.
Tag: time
Monday Evening Thoughts: 12.2.24
Funny, you know? How a day unfolds before each of these. And how the days fold out afterward. Glory and consequences and such. Insignificance and torrential emotional barrage. Take your pick, they’ve all happened as of late and historically, somewhere near one of these weekly rambles. And within all that action of passing through time,…
The Veracious Facade 