the details, pt 1. // coming home from work.
every minute is a detail. every note, every color, every word.
sometimes, I get so caught up in the big picture – the goal, the intent – that I forget about all of the moments in-between.
blue-velvet clouds overwhelm the sky, and I watch them from the fifth floor. the sun sinks a bit too early, and our little city is veiled in dark. but glittering stars and lamplights keep the dreamers awake.
when I get home to that evening light slanting through the halfway open blinds, and realize that we forgot to take out the trash. when there are piles of dishes and medical bills and Christmas cards from two years ago on the fridge.
the way the phone rings, the way the tea tastes. the way your heart shakes inside a fragile mess of bones. the way you can feel so anxious, but know you’re not alone.
life is a canvas full of details – let me see it all up close.