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Originally Posted by Mrs. Tristan Rosenstock
With winter having come and gone abruptly, we're in that season again. The warm, humid weather of North Carolina. Nights of restless frogs and crickets, the hum of the highway drifting in and out our Southern home's open windows. I've always articulated a certain mood with this season. It's... calm. A romantic calm that's I've always felt would be spent best at someone's side; be it a close friend or a lover. I have neither currently, but I have myself. And the feeling of spending this season alone is just as powerful emotionally as with someone I love. Because I feel longing, intense longing. I feel alive.
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And now come the long, humid nights where I am forced to constantly shift in my bed in order to escape the slimy dampness from my copious amounts of sweat.