Laundry List: I'm in love with...
- Apr 30, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: May 11, 2021
the lines in that song that so wistfully say, "Distracted by the surface of your skin, the melodies you sing, the memories you spin, I'm so lost in everything that makes you, all the details of your delicate design."
this night. It's so rainy. I'm romanticized by April showers. They make me bloom. I guess I'm the May flower. Right now, it's late into the night, and I'm curled up into the couch in the living room. With my pillar candle in the wide windowsill as the only light in the room, and the door all the way open, I just stare out the window and listen to the cars schhhh down the wet street. I'm taken by the dreaminess of all, so I don't want to turn the lights on, and instead, make my tea in the dark.
how well I've come to know this home.
how I can reach into the tea cabinet without any light and know just where my bedtime tea is.
the serene sound of meditation frequencies earlier as all of my candles flickered in my peripheral and I drew little pink love hearts in my journal and wrote about wishes.
photos of flower bouquets, coffeemilk, and strawberries shaped like hearts or butterflies.
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