beautiful and blue

 i should be moving in three weeks.

the sky is beautiful and blue today; i was full of giggles over nothing. just overjoyed to be alive and listen patiently to the slow words.

i keep coming back to the image of the fireworks in the Wisconsin Dells. We climbed from the car when they were starting, and we sat together on the back of his truck and stared. I love the golden shimmer ones that seem to melt downwards; reminds me of pretty garland. We went inside the room and got an even better view, and I was awestruck with my nose pressed against the glass like a child.

i am officially a team lead and that terrifies me.

i feel like these are all just statements. truth is that i am not exciting, i am not really doing anything but trying to stabilize and simplify.
i feel that it’s important because i’ve spent the rest of this year in tumult and un-comfort.

my career will have to involve my love affair with words, but unfortunately there are many hills to climb beforehand.

end.