a rumination on here
The sky is so beautiful. My wisdom tooth is coming in. I'm walking on streets I can't claim as my own. The sky is blue and the clouds are white with tinges of pink and orange. Is this sky the same in Greece? I'm on the phone with my mom speaking in Greek and walking fast, can these people tell where I'm from? I'm from there but I'm here now, what does that mean for me? In class I fiddle with the little spikes coming out of my upper gums, the left side is coming in a lot faster than the right. Am I a late bloomer? I put on a necklace I brought but I look 15 years old and I take it off. The big 2 0 doesn't seem that big. It's crazy that I'm here right now. Speeding past people on the street and they're saying things I don't understand and I can't order in Spanish but I'm forced to try and it works out but the employee speaks English to me. These streets hold so much history. New York streets hold a lot of history too but damn this shit...