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i feel like the end of little women.
(posted on Friday, November 5 by eii wyy nae.)
november came in like november should, full of gray skies & rain, washing october away, washing away jack~o~lanterns & candy apples, washing away the yet~again rewatching of to kill of a mockingbird, bringing the longing for old holiday movies, bringing stores dressed in fairy lights & neon signs glowing in the chilly fog. it came in a day late, holding onto the feel of october for one night, but this morning it was november & it felt like fall. we drove through the highway & there was silence or the radio or the sound of the windshield wipers & the road kept us company & i thought.
that place in my heart that has ached for so long, been empty for so long & when friedrich says to jo, “all ive to offer are my empty hands”, & she says, “not empty now”. not empty now. the emptiness washed away. it started w/ amy & blue cupcakes & i havent visited everywhere yet, still have no words, but i’ll find them. even if they are just thank you. for now, thank you all. namaste. bless you. i’ll find my way to you.
on the road yesterday morning an brownish butterfly flew past the windshield, then crippled leaves, that same feeling as last year, unable to tell which was butterfly, which was leaf. the old highway we drove held treasures to bee photographed later. “i’ll be back”, i told them & when we neared dallas another orange butterfly flitted past our vehicle. it was a perfect day.
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Signed with love,
the diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.
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