spring

in the backseat on a drive out of the city for the day. up into the slightly cooler highlands. with k and with v. the morning is gentle with a blanket of cloud diffusing the sunlight. 

i brought my camera with the intention to reacquaint myself with an art that saved me.

i think i need this time to feel solitude with the group that holds me. i cant fool myself into thinking i amcompletely familiar and comfortable. in a lot of ways i am, but in some ways i am also not. it is the ebb and flow of transitioning and i need to acknowledge it is there lest i go into it unprepared and drown.

i am grateful for this time. the music playing right now will always remind me of this time.

it is new year. new spring. in the kurdish culture. i feel it. newroz pîroz be. as we are surrounded by your beautiful creation let us grow with it. always. growing upwards ever towards you.