When Did August Get Here?

I need to come back to my thoughts, I need to find out what it was I was looking for. In the wild world of love and destiny, I can fall apart or even feel fear. Summer can be so cliche for this nostalgic space in time and maybe I was caught up in just the thrill of experiencing Summer again. Or do I just feel a doom of another season approaching. It felt like I blinked my eyes in a flash, and now the moment was over for the July nights taking shots outside with family and friends. Was it worth my time, did I live up to the theory of what Summer means. What determines a decision even years later when we have a change of heart. Are we doing everything wrong only because we know no better? 


Author: storiesfrommystomach

I am from a Village called South Komelik on the Tohono O'odham Nation. I enjoy poetry and philosophy. Hope you enjoy the blog! :)

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