I’ve realized that most things in my life currently are just temporary and a small part of me is frustrated about it and a small part of me is upset about it and a small part of me really likes the spontaneity. Summer fun.
Summer is over.
I’m ready for sweaters and whiskey hot chocolates and cozy blankets. Although I am aware I am not ready to commit to anyone, I sort of want the consistency of the same hand stroking my hair and brushing it off of my face.