“Te amo como se aman ciertas cosa oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
(I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.)”
once upon a cloudy day. reading poetry, drinking black coffee, working/writing, musing. i’m leaving for colorado tomorrow to visit my family and long-lost best-friends. i need to pack at some point but i’m putting it off until the last minute. crossing my fingers for colorado sunshine. here’s looking at you chicago.