Poultice-like application of love.

I've been thinking about last summer, how I'd rather be in motion, rather be in the southeast.  I want that Virginia haze. Defining what I want feels like an important part of learning to live.  Learning to live feels infinite.

Wanting some things to be temporary is new. More often I clutch the present and hope for forever.
I don't think this means I'm discontented but rather that I'm less afraid.

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