My Life

Life is so good when it’s warm and the sun is out.

After 3 months of having unprotected emotional vulnerability, I have now carried melancholy for a full gestational period of a human fetus. I have been pregnant with misery and now I carry it in my arms like a child.

For once I want to be the muse.

I had a dream about you last night.

I just want to know peace, love, and safety.

September is a lovely, nostalgic month that I really never appreciated until I was in my 20s. It’s truly magical. There are things to look forward to with Halloween and the holidays, but the month has none of the stress of the holiday season. The weather isn’t freezing or boiling hot. It’s sunny and the leaves are still green, but the crisper morning air smells like fall and change.