not abandoned, just distracted.
fall is an incredible time - so much that there aren't enough waking hours, or eyes wide enough to take it all in. barely just begun, this fall has found me unprepared, without the creative capacity to balance all the inspirations of the season. i beg the pardon of all the colours of the skydiving autumn leaves. i ask that the crisp, cool air have patience, and allow me the blind indulgence of wearing sandals and dresses without sleeves. my transitional coats are missing buttons, and i can't be bothered to sit still long enough to sew them back on, offering stitches and loops and knots that stand a chance at enduring the efforts of my fumbling fingers. so, for now i bury myself in the distractions of my calling. i'll cover my eyes with hours on end, lightness until dusk, speedy bike rides home, pulling up my collar and reminding myself that it's here and now for a reason. here and now.