that’s enough. the day was long enough, school was her solace from the gates of hell that blessed her at home but with summer here, this was her spot. sitting down at the barrens, bike resting against a rock as flow of water was audible just a few short steps away. with a notebook in lap, she’s doodling away, resting near the drainage pipe. quiet. chirping birds and flowing water are enough to calm the growing stress welling in the pit of her stomach. easy now, this is safe. this is home.
// @floatn












