i lived in the cradle of something ancient and i moved away without understanding what i was leaving behind
the mountains are still there. the ocean. the forests that go on forever. it's all still there. i'll be back in August. i'm so grateful that even now i can try to earn the feeling that i belong in a place i love
i wish i had been wiser. now i have a good life in a place as lifeless as the moon. whatever ancient thing dwelled here is asleep or dead