• Rebecca Lerner

That's why fall is just the most elite season

Summer is sun crashing and cherries and lakes and kissing on the street and lying in the grass and sand in my hair. It is also hot apartments or installing AC units or the way the cloth of my backpack gets dark with sweat as I get lost trying to bike around Brooklyn. I never remember the second part and I thank my brain for letting it be so.

(Everything changes and it is dangerous not to think so.)

It's been a horrific year but at the very least I've found joy in watching my plants eat light and grow big and strong strong strong. Some of them died from neglect and some of them waited for me until I came back.

(Well, you can never be right for everyone.)


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