summer realizations.

just a paragraph i liked out of a piece i wrote last night:


Mama smiles approvingly and I carefully unfold my legs, taking another sip of my drink as I stand. I’m tall and lanky, like a foal, and I never quite grew out of my gangly, awkward stage. Knobby knees, pointy elbows, hipbones that jut out too far…sometimes I wonder what Sam even sees in me. But times like this: languid summer days where the sun beats down on you and birds chirp in the trees and the neighbors are firing up their grills for another late night with friends…these are the kinds of days I feel empowered most. I know it’s silly, but I can’t help it. A few more weeks and it will be fall. I will fall back into my routine habits with bruised knees and a complacent, tired demeanor where saying yes will get me farther than saying no. For now, I figure I’ll just enjoy being able to say no and floating away in the swimming pool, an ice cold drink sitting on the deck, enjoying the feeling of the sun on my skin and the constant, unchanging undertone of complete and utter satisfaction.