an age marked by optimism

And then she looked around her and realized that things only got hard for a short amount of time.
She still got annoyed
oh LORD, did she get annoyed
but she wasn't angry
she wasn't sad
she was able to sit still and smile
smile at the small things
like accidentally egg-less cookies,
sad bear and home.
Sure,
it'll get hard again,
but atleast she could take a deep breath
feel the breeze that she hadn't noticed for months
put on her hoodie
chuckle to herself
and realize that it's sort of become her trade-mark.
She's going home tomorrow
and also in june
another "summer"
of rain and early mornings and fog
the best kind of summer
She's going home tomorrow
to drive to the end of the road to clear her head
to spend time off the island that nurtured her
that made her who she is today
she's trying to accept being off that island
living somewhere new, yet familiar
but she is going home
and she gets to take another deep breath
for being with her family
mother, father, sister
for being with her family
if only briefly.

home.