My super powers are a bit stressed today (because a giant, Chinese dragon is swallowing up our sun). So this morning, I would have given anything for a steaming mug of decanted coffee (kaapi) that amma serves at breakfast. In fact she must be sipping on it now, along with papa at our expandable dining table, which is not expanded these days since there are only two people in the house.
Rain is drumming on the glass facade of our building. So I dont feel blue anymore. On the contrary, I feel hearty and bright. This is my natural state of mind. No matter how much things fuck up, I carry the weather with me, or rather the weather carries me around, gives me a ride up above the workday or the weekend, blazing heat or dancing raindrops, cool clouds or a salty breeze. I'm a tropical girl; New York will take a lot of adjusting.
But then again, impossible things happen everyday.
Rain is drumming on the glass facade of our building. So I dont feel blue anymore. On the contrary, I feel hearty and bright. This is my natural state of mind. No matter how much things fuck up, I carry the weather with me, or rather the weather carries me around, gives me a ride up above the workday or the weekend, blazing heat or dancing raindrops, cool clouds or a salty breeze. I'm a tropical girl; New York will take a lot of adjusting.
But then again, impossible things happen everyday.
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