There are times when I don’t step outside until evening. I get a peculiar feeling on those days - as if I’ve been holding my breath and only finally start to breathe when I leave home. The cool air that envelops the previously warm sidewalk and buildings calm me. It’s like the whole world is being reset for the next day. When I take my evening strolls, it strikes me how quiet the neighborhood becomes. There’s no singing birds, buzzing bees, cars, or children.. Just maybe some cicadas. I can take deep breaths and feel the cold air fill my body. I notice the lights in the houses start to dim and turn off. On my walks, I often see no one else. It’s curious to me that others start to close their eyes for the night when there is so much peace to enjoy outdoors. When the time comes, I make my way home. In the vestibule, I take off my coat and hang it. This is the time when I start thinking about the long list of things I need to do, but I would like to interject now and say that it would be far more mindful to live in the moment and enjoy it.
JSK, Coat, Rosette: Mary Magdalene
Socks: Innocent World
P.S. I regret to tell you this is an old coordinate that looks similar to what I have posted before, but I couldn’t find anything in my archive with a coat! And I unfortunately don’t have time to make a new one :(