Monday, July 15, 2019


the cold wind hits my face and i immediately freeze. i try to take a deep breath but my lungs refuse to take in any more of this chilled-air... i feel like i’m gasping for clarity. my hands are numb and shaky, making the smallest of tasks significantly harder, slower... impossible? i fumble my car keys and end up dropping them in the puddle between my soaked flats.

i’m cold.
everything is wet.
i can no longer feel my face.

i’m willingly driving into the darkness this time, hoping to find my light on the other side. i have the most intense feeling that i am exactly where i am supposed to be, and that feeling alone offers enough warmth during my first cold winter.

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