september

august slips away leaving bruises in its wake

the los angeles heat wave is unrelenting; i’ve spent most days this month in a bathing suit or my underwear, ice cubes melting in my water, a slight sunburn covering the bridge of my nose.

a summer of incompletes and devotions.

devotions to learning to be alone, to iced lattes in the mornings, to recognizing gut instincts, to being okay letting go, to losing and gaining and losing again, to blue nail polish, to happy hour apertivo

a summer of (slight) celibacy and brutal honesty.

i’ve always been one to find love easily, but this summer i let the opportunity pass by me like a bird drifting in the wind. an act of devotion to myself, to my time, to my body. maybe it was intentional or maybe it was an act of god.

september

i wish for power and strength

i wish for mental clarity

i wish for fun (always)

i wish for aligned opportunity

i wish for love (platonic or not)

i wish for spontaneity

i wish for reward

summer to fall reminds us to be still. it reminds us of the “in-between”, the stagnant, the moments between growing and decaying; stillness. a time to reflect, to weigh your options, to not make any brash decisions. sit in it.