#monsoonfeverdream

june isn’t gentle here it’s not soft beams and bike rides it’s the sky rupturing like damp paper and rain coming down sideways like it’s trying to find something everywhere. thunder rolls in low like a comfortable warning and you’re inside with tea gone cold and the power flickering, the air tastes like wet stone and maybe you haven’t seen the sun in three days but the clouds are lit from inside like celestials left the lights on. but yeah sure scroll past another post about june being dewy and sweet and kissed by god or whatever but some of us are in the storm with the roof rattling and the sky glitching out and it’s beautiful here too