all-my-grace:

I want to save up all of my money and buy an old pickup truck, and drive to the forest.

I would like to sleep there; in the forest. In the bed of the truck under the sky. Covered in scratchy blankets and sleeping bags and later morning dew.

The scent of trees could cling to my skin and pinecones to my hair. I could leave my books and pens in the glove-compartment, and instead spend all day just being alive.

Yes, I think that’s what I want the most- just to be.

oh rain, you come at the best of times.
now I have the honor of listening to you as I fall asleep.
heaven :)