Overwhelmed + Thinking

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I get overwhelmed with emotions and find myself on the sidewalk with smoke trailing from my fingertips - staring at the sky - the overpass - the neon sign selling rum and no limes. I listen to songs from my teenage years that allow nostalgia to settle around my shoulders and warm my cheeks and chest as I hum along.

 I get overwhelmed with these feelings I can’t put my finger on - a pulse under skin not mine - people wanting things from me - not feeling needed enough - not knowing how to find the balance between the two - boundaries. 

I stare at the moon freshly arriving into a mix of pastel colors that seem to embrace it - only for a moment before night overtakes them - allowing the moon to be the brightest light among the stars.

I talk to the stars as I did as a child - asking if they know the way - how was their day - am I on the brightest road available as of today?

I think about freedom and what it means as I watch birds on telephone wires - watching me, too. 

I stop and let the flowers show me their personalities - textures that are decadent - intoxicating scents - fully in the now - knowing change is coming in the form of seasons - it’s all a cycle - unknown reasons. 

I think about how we think about our “I” so much and what part my “I” plays in everything - if we all have predestined parts - or if free will reigns supreme.

I think about too many things - not enough - existential yet basic enough. 

I think about love - 

I think 

Think 

Ink

I always come back to ink.

♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎

Model: Tati @faux_dolly

Photographer: Weslee Kate @wesleekatecreative