leaves were falling in yellow & orange blurs outside the window. goosebumps flowed down my arms to my fingertips. closing my eyes, i was in an autumn field. levating toward the sky. lace dress upon my skin. it will be okay…
Catarac Falls, summertime
Deadlines are making me sick. Literally. These past few weeks I have had so much to do: applications, projects, finals. And it has come to my attention that sleep is the thing I lack most. Although, my dreams have been more symbolic and realistic than ever. They are a sort of escape and I rather look forward to them. After this Beatles paper and several cups of Jasmine tea, I will crawl into my peacock feathers and perhaps…
see you in my dreams.