. Slow moving and a chill in the air.
. Dawn looks like a deep, deep blue descending into orange light.
. I hand over my yearly parking permit in exchange for a bike voucher. For the first time since college, I now walk or bike to work. I'm excited about this change in routine and even more excited about spending less time dealing with traffic on a daily basis. Road rage is not a great look on me.
. There needs to be more space. More time for softness. More doing nothing.
. Not who I was 12 months ago.
. It is actually possible to not feel ridiculous doing hip thrusts at the gym. cha cha cha
. Dark & Stormy. Minus the lime. Add bitters. Repeat.
. Thinking about how we all go through our own internal seasonal change. Seasons of doing. Seasons of being.
. Piles of piles everywhere.
. Look up tonight. A nearly full moon + mars.