My consumption of music has been fevered
to fill the holes of all I am missing this year:
the thrill of spontaneity,
the comfort of solitude,
exploration of the world and new cities.
Your smile and the touch of your hand on my skin.
The songs of this year will forever be a dream of us:
out in the world,
swaying at a concert,
napping in the afternoon,
and tasting each other.
From gentle kisses to the passionate ecstasy of our play.
Just your ordinary introvert exploring and writing about some of the things I love: travel, music, and being human.