It's late in something. Meaning a night or a meal or a drive or a season. There's a hint of change in the air fused with desiderium. What is it that you long for? Is it the freedom in between ordering a meal (or waiting for the pot to boil) and everything that comes in that space? Is it happiness? Is it the clean break?
There are roads on which we travel that never change in front of our eyes but are hardly ever the same when we return to them. There are questions that will always linger. Why are…Read more