I could take it or leave it, I’ve been here before.
Interludes to autumn are for lovers. Dreaming of my escape to Martinique but not before I get a taste of the cold.
Something’s got to give. And the time is now.
Not aggressive, but alive. Though to be alive for yourself, some aggression is the cure. A smile can be aggressive when they expect downcast eyes. Don’t flinch.
Vagabond orphan misfits. Do you know what freedom feels like? Or are you in a cage of your own making? Sometimes a cage can be a good thing. You can tear it down later.