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autumn
Autumn is falling. I use the word "autumny" for my hair. It's curly, and somewhere betweeen blonde and orange and red - my husband calls me paprika. I use autumny, because it's the exact color of the falling oak leaves from the old tree in my backyard.
profound
It's something big or small - the image of a raindrop on a blade of grass; hearing the first "I love you," or even more so, an "I hate you"; watching clouds move over the sun; taking in the giant city. I hope you find some every day.
epiphany
meaning: a realization an idea a sudden recognizing - hello lightbulb. welcome home, light. brilliance returns
passionate
There are three things in my life which I can say I am fully passionate about: Music, my Miiko (boyfriend/one-day-husband), and acceptance. Music was there when no one else was, and fills every cavern in my soul. Miiko is the other half of me; we interlock together like those fitting puzzle pyramids. Acceptance is the one thing no one gave me for years, and what I will always extend.
spring
Spring next year I'll have applied to U of Wisconsin. I can't wait. I'm going home to Mica. Thank god. I grew up here, and I'll always love it here, but I want out. The fall is cold; the winter colder. I'm waiting for a warmer spring and a warmer life.
stacks
I used to work in the stacks of my local library. Small. Dusty. Very chilly. But good books for such a small town. I miss it there, huddling in my fuzzy sweaters and reading books as fast as I could get through them. Words are always, always warm.
warned
I was warned a thousand times, but not by others – by myself. “Don’t love, you’ll only get hurt.” “Don’t try, you’ll only fall.” “Don’t jump, they’ll walk away before they can catch you.” No more. You changed it all. I love you, Miiko. You have my heart.
warned
I will never not love you. Be warned. I will always be a listening ear. Be warned. I will never give up on you. Be warned. No matter what happens, I will never walk away. Be warned. To you all.