one iPad in turquoise leather case. full of unsaved ideas and snippets of pieces, poems and songs.
one suitcase containing computer, tarot cards, favorite boots, my scent and my leather converse.
my somatics homework folder.
a day with my mom.
my crush on JetBlue. the tv doesn’t make up for delays of 6 hours and lost luggage.
the calm outside my material goods.
that I can sleep on the floor still if needed.
the sweetness of letting my parents care for me when I land this hot.
a new practice: backing up my words and giving into the cloud.
the deliriously blessed heat of a shower after 36 hour journey.
Alice Smith. Jake Bugg.
the compassionate impulse of strangers who responded to my vulnerability.