a metaphor and a fact
on this planet flying through this universe and/or simulation the seasons are changing (a metaphor and a fact) and we’re (always) teetering on the edge of what’s next. the moon keeps us awake the news keeps us awake the thing we want most is sleep but you don’t always get what you want.
the leaves smell exquisite and our laughter echoed back to us which was a gift because can we save the world (no probably not) but we can try and (yes and) we can drive through McDonald’s on the way home because I said so. the effort keeps us moving the work keeps us believing but the ease is what we are after after all.
