summer is a state of mind

I left the window open. Sweatpants, long sleeve and ruiner hoodie with the hood up. Three blankets. Listening to Explosions in The Sky. Someone nearby has a fire going (hopefully in their fireplace), as I can smell the wood smoke and it makes me homesick (or is it timesick) for past falls.

I am not sure why, as they haven't been that great (with the exception of last year) as a whole. The decline. Before that, the separation. Before that debt that haunts me even now. I could go on.



I don't know.

Maybe I never have.