the globe is in balance tonight, at least in terms of light from our nearest -- and arguably what should also be our favorite -- star / such an occurrence (unlike the one at Owl Creek) demarcates the end of summer and the beginning of autumn // autumn is my absolute favorite time of year / i could wax poetic on why this is the case until my word count governor glitches like Volkswagen, so suffice to say that tonight puts me in balance: thermally (my internal set-point is rather warm, and summer -- especially THIS f*n historically hot, record-breatking summer -- makes me constantly hot and constantly cranky), temporally (the day is as long as the night -- literally the best of both worlds), and aesthetically (the variegated bio-color wheel that dominates our surroundings in these latitudes this time of year is truly a substance of life)_
yes, i am in balance tonight / it's a subjective balance, but for me it's a balance of all that makes my often scrambled mind equilibrate; it's like that impossible Jenga stack that, despite its precarious chaos, teeters within its uniquely subjective possibility_
and so with much fanfare, red wine, Ryan Swift & Taylor Adams, and a woven sweater skin, i breathe in balance tonight among the colored chaos that is commencing around me // my eager thoughts fall and tumble like the first of the fallen leaves_
