It’s windy and something’s burning

Can you smell it? Do you know how to grab on to whatever you love? Do you know to tell someone you love them? To show it? Do you know that tomorrow will be another day of sorting through the debris thrown by the wind, scattered everywhere from the intense inner rage and turmoil over what never gets said? Done? Shown? 

The only calm is whatever people do for each other. Other than that, we’re at the mercy of the sky and the wind, and everything else that we have no direct control over, blowing against us and putting more lines in our faces.

(#PSA)

 

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