everything all at once

The best things in life are mutable, amorphous, not concrete and yet we must build our lives on exactly those things that shift, change, become unrecognisable. Lovers. Friendships. Promises. Dreams.

I watch the clouds pass by and the sunlight shed flickers and patterns onto the wooden floor beside me, its perfection mandated by its impermanence.

Grasping at intangible links between myself and life and others I wonder if anything will ever tether me enough to feel the gravity that our world is made of.

The best things in life are mutable, amorphous, not concrete and yet we must build our lives on exactly those things that shift, change, and become unrecognisable. Lovers. Friendships. Promises. Dreams.

It’s a stifling mid-summer afternoon with a tension in the air that reminds me of an unconsummated love affair. The space between earth and sky threatens to burst into a stormy dance. I’m begging for a gust of the looming weather to cool down my heart and thoughts as I lay them down in these words here.

For too long my life felt caught up in a cosmic vortex on an island in the Mediterranean where nothing moved forward yet spun so fast that gravity forced it to the inner side of itself like a graviton ride at a theme park. It was a confusing time for me.

A few months into 2023 life decided to redirect me and the faucet that had been firmly stuck shut loosened just enough so I could turn the tap on.

Everything started happening all at once.