This year’s September couldn’t come quickly enough; it’s been a silver-cruel summer in so many shades, fluid & overflowing with barefaced bruise. I think the most pertinent thing that’s happened this month so far is I’ve (finally!) moved into university & completed half of my orientation events. Daylight trespasses on the fields of my hurt in this school. I’m happy here: not in an uncomplicated way but an earned one.
& also—I am exhausted & desperately trying to catch up on all of my work & I can barely remember the touch of all the names I’m learning, a blossoming blur. But even through all this it feels good to immerse myself in a new song. I deserve to be here but also I am so, so lucky to be here; I miss the ones I’ve lost & I am finding new ones every day. More & more I am moving into a space where those truths can coexist.
I’ve created a little mix for you for September full of ramshackle glory & a dash of fun, beauty queens & high hopes, small talk & rising suns. I hope the first dredges of autumn drape around you soft as velvet, a waning crescent moon of hurt, the sky fuller & fuller with embraceable light. If they think you’re pretty, they should see you in a crown. xx