comforts.

The autumn leaves—

red, orange, and green—

mixed with the sky pink

is so much more beautiful than you would think. 

As I cut through the crisp, cold air, 

the smell of flavorful food envelops/embraces my senses. 

And, I can't help but stare at the sky; it lowers all my defenses. 

The bright, fiery orange; soft, coral pink; and the crystal, cold, clear blue

mix and make such a beautiful hue. 

And, I stop wondering why.  

Despite everything, all I can think about is the beautiful sky. 

The soft breeze on my cheek,  

music playing softly in my ears, the voices and melodies sweet. 

I feel the warmth of my jacket embracing me, 

and I know, despite everything, I am happy

Bright light — 11/24/2023

I can see a shining, bright light looking over me 

But as quickly as it appears, once I notice it, it flees

It's kind of funny honestly

It hides behind dark, grey clouds 

But I still feel warm because of chai

And the beautiful pink sky

My ideal world? — 11/27/2023