i don't know what it is about the end of (another) difficult semester, or maybe it's the quickly approaching reality of graduation and then the scary 'what now?' of freedom to pursue dreams long-held. my skin all of the sudden feels paper-thin, perfectly put by christine yesterday as we stood in the soft early evening light of our yellow kitchen.
i've been listening to the newest bon iver album on repeat. (i'm listening to it even now, as i write). taking long walks at night, hoping that maybe if i keep my feet moving, my heart and mind and soul might take rest for a bit. breathing deeply out of necessity instead of thoughtful pause.
i'm finding company here, though. when i finally open my mouth and admit that i'm lost, and maybe even a little scared, i find friends all around. the ones who are dreaming and pushing forward and hoping, finding themselves wide-eyed and raw. full of doubt and fear and hope and confidence and wondering how, at the same time, that little girl or boy inside is still there wanting someone to step in and take over for a bit.
and i've got nothing to say except i appreciate your company.
in the words of my beautiful and wise friend emily, press in and press on. and so we do.
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come home. to the west side.
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