I actually took this photo
The wind exhaled but didn’t whip with a frozen thorn. Our morning started rainy and overcast; however, the sun broke through over Point Loma into our glasses of liquid gold. Life seems cloudy sometimes, grey, yet once in a while light breaks through aphotic sky. For a few days out of the ennui, we had each other.
A few years ago was about overcome disappointment and forgiving. Reflecting on last year I’m struggling to define its meaning. Perhaps it was a transitional year with changing jobs and finding a new path for myself. This weekend surmised I met someone incredibly special to me last year.
I don’t know what’s going to happen in years. I know what will happen next month when I make a visit. I thought someone was “the one” once but I’m not naive anymore. I can’t say anything declarative about the future, but for now I’ve found boundless joy. She feels like how this sounds.
Adult life has barely begun for both of us. We have immediate priorities that demands most of our waking hours. I said I’d never do long distance but perhaps it’s an opportunity for both of us to accomplish goals better suited for a younger age. As I get older I’m starting to notice my urgency for accomplishing ambitions rises.
Maybe it’s a test of patience, ultimately a fortune, or maybe nothing but an experience. However it turns out we’re both enamored with each other, and for a moment on Sunday the heavens shined down on us.
Disaesthetic 