i've exhausted my amount of toleration for summer weather. there's a point where jackets aren't needed, but welcomed. i'm all worn out and have seen everything from bangkok, to paris, to calvary. it's time to create a veneer by lacing up my arms with sleeves. tuck secrets and freshly crunched leaves into my pockets.
summer has turned it's back on me once again. i'm tired and not the type where my eyes need to shut.
