February 13, 2022
Lately I’ve been dreaming of sand and waking up to snow. Disorientation drenches most mornings, maybe something like euphoria too - a contrast of body and mind where, for one unbelievable breath, I am in two places at once. I keep my eyes closed as I comb through the chaos, sorting scenes in the dark as I search for my senses. Adrenaline tends to follow me in those moments, when I am flung from one world to another and oftentimes reality comes as an utter shock. I can never quite get over how persistent perception is, the way it begs me to believe, the way it spends endless hours urging me to surrender, to give in and say okay, this is life now and here I am in it.
