#64 Chitchat
i miss travelling (a poem)
hi folks,
i hope you are all having a splendid friday so far. it’s dull and grey here, my grandma is speaking to me from across the room and my kitten is watching me type. i have a lot of things to be grateful for and i miss scrapbooking, i don’t even know where the days go recently— everything blends together. i need a minute to reflect. i need a minute to remember. there is so much to remember about october.
it’s true what they say
it’s true what they say: one night in paris will change your life. it’ll do you good, your lungs will curse you later. there’s a world to discover in people’s cut trousers and metro windows, there’s always something waiting for you. sometimes, you get lucky and you get to see the eiffel tower every morning. you forget that you’re meant to find someone, you forget, you forget.
it’s true what they say: one night in istanbul will make you want to move. it’ll grant you promises through a prayer, broadcasted through the city. you can see your time being stretched here, somewhere between the markets, the seaside and the people. the sun will be on your side, can you believe that?
it’s true what they say: one night in wales will make you want to befriend the water. your heart is caught on a fishhook and every sailor is out for blood, you are out for love. you find it in the stray cats, the quietness of a town that really sleeps. there’s enough blue and green for the whole world, bob the builder stay away. you discover the silence of love and the love of silence.
it’s true what they say: one night in edinburgh will make you want to jump the castle walls. you’ll catch your eye on every single person that walks past, the buses will know your name and you’ll find your favourite spots. calton hill’s mystery, i have no idea of the history but there surely is an apartment with my name on it. you know what they say? you’ll forever run from your hometown but never leave.
