I'm going to take this time to write in my journal (by hand!), play piano, paint, study for exams, and just have good, old-fashioned fun. It's a breather I've needed for a long time.
So, farewell, dear friends. From now until February 1 (2.5 weeks), I am technology free. Until then.
xoxo
Curiosity Kills
Oh, and here's a poem for the road.
The Kite
As I lengthen her string, she extends
Inch by inch, meter by meter
Until she is floating free above the trees
Spiraling whimsically in the breeze
She is so small compared to the world
Yet she seems to overtake the sky
Threatening to escape my grip
Pulling at my fingers with such
Determination that I nearly succumb
I hold her still
But I can't keep her here forever
Trapped by these phantom chains
With every gust, she grows stronger
Until the wind whips her away
Free at last, I whisper
I trace the red lines on my palm
My only memories, already fading
I tried to keep her here forever
She disappeared so fast
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