“Take all my secrets,
I have no use for them now,
no skeletons left.”
— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Of loving someone so much that you need
To give them time to let them breathe
When the darkness becomes too vast and the flickering light has disappeared, they’ll tell you to make your own light. But any child of darkness understands that that sort of notion holds a possibility of almost zero. Being in the dark was never a choice; the dark found us and made its home in the places that was once filled with hope. And likewise, we have made our home in the dark, where comfort and chaos trumps over happiness. Where loneliness is our solace, and tears are our only outlet of expression. But once we start to feel trapped and breathing becomes too difficult, chase the light. You can’t make your own, so chase it. Never, ever stop chasing. Always, always chase the light.
Hai Brucifer! #dogstagram #labmix (at Point Isabel Regional Shoreline)
Reading a stranger’s diary from the 1970s
I fell in love today. I fell in love with your purity and innocence. Your ability to absorb what’s being taught to you, but also reject what displeases you. How absolutely brand new you are; slowly coming into your own characteristics while letting all the minuscule details of your surrounding shape who you are yet to become. You are the explorer of your world, sailor of your ship and I hope, also your own dictator. Your curiosity inspires me stay hopeful. If I could be your catcher in the rye even for a brief moment, I’d take that role in a heartbeat. But instead, I’ll just be your auntie forever.