in the earliest morning.
these days i’ve been usually going to bed at 12:34 a.m. not that i am trying to go to bed at this vain hour, but i am finding it more and more comforting. this hour brings a lot of tears, but more joy. i can’t get the grin off my face.
praying for little trails to be grown over.
late night tacos.
planning for Italy(yes. i just wrote that).
and dreaming of magical things.
one of these days i want to wake up before the sun rises, but mostly right now, i just want to sleep.
God is good.