I miss all our late night jam sessions in cold empty parking lots. it's beautiful to realize how much we all can feel. and so strongly, too, about anything, anyone, at any time. the quiet nights I spend alone in my car before stepping foot into the cold just reminds me of how much I have let go and how much I am trying to grow and feel and realize that I feel so differently. everything is just so cold now and the warmth we all want is somewhere in an empty parking lot. this will be okay in all the right places once we learn how to feel again.
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