Notes: We've left Brooklyn, but we can't move into our place in Maine until mid October. That's a pretty big interlude to be between spaces, between lives, between selves, between chapters, between in general. I'm grateful, because we have a great place to land thanks to my family, and a wonderful opportunity to take a beat and regroup. But I still have a strong sense of the liminal space I'm occupying. Everything is temporary right now. Nothing is in its place. I'm looking for the beauty and purpose in being a bit untethered. Up to a point, I like having my things in boxes. I can be less a reflection of my things, and more a reflection of myself. Maybe I will locate myself more authentically. I'm going to try to do that.
lyrics
I'm in between
That's alright with me
Way down on earth
I can tell what I'm worth
Sun going down
The whole world
Spinning 'round