speaking as the sky i’m sorry i couldn’t hold your attention all evening
Dear sweet friend,
Sitting here in my neon green exercise shorts. I’m looking out my window thinking about how soon the lilacs lining the driveway will start showing their color and leaving trails of their scent.
For you:
A track for Spring by Perila. Stand somewhere you can feel a breeze. Ruminate on these questions as you listen: What new colors am I seeing right now? Where do I feel the colors? What do the colors make me hope for? What is peeking through the ground? In which ways will I bloom in the coming months? How can I be a vessel for growth?
Love!
—scotty