potency.

I promise you if you would’ve told me fall was on her way and I wasn’t kicking and screaming half blazed in a pool, I wouldn’t believe you. I have always been obsessed with summer. the haze of permanent sepia on the skin and the general consensus we all carry with each other that once that sun starts to set, the sins of the night are going to be kept in the droplets of dew that form against car windows. this universal understanding that distance is better for us simply because it’s too hot and I thrive there. a safety of this permanent vacation mentality. brb. ttyl. gon swimming, literally. and I will forever love it. but there’s something about the air lately, something deep looming right on the horizon of “fall” or in its subjectivity, especially here in the south. more than just cozy clothing and hot drinks. good sleep and good tv. there’s a truth that is daintily dancing before the this Equinox. I feel it so deeply in my bones and it might be just for me or for you too, but there’s going to be a major shift that I can tell will take place. not only am I willing it but I am accepting it. that weird, awkward mourning of summer is a thing of the past. this September feels like an anchor on my chest but one I know will be lifted. I’ve been sick, overworked and incredibly tired. feeling misunderstood and unseen but I am so trusting of this space that it’s amazing me. usually the temporary infusion of unfortunate events bogs me down so much so I forget what the light looks like. even with the weight on my shoulders and the stress of tomorrow looming, I can smell change. the air is different. the facts are straighter. no more jagged pieces fitting together calling themselves “destiny”. preparing for this potency, hope you ready.