The Warmth
"it ain't the heat it's the dust"
People back home are so enamoured with the heat. They always drop the "oh how hot is it over there, 20 degrees? oh my god, must ne so nice" and whatever.
But his place has been opening its self up to me in a completely different way during this weird space in time right now where we're so close to leaving and feelings start to come and you just try to grab everything you can and just grasp it for one more moment, you're just so excited about getting home and also you're finding true warmth in this place and almost feel like you don't want to leave.
But it truly is the beautiful bittersweetness of it that makes it so sweet isn't it?
It's a weird experience especially when you're this age and you are trying to run around and always get to everything at once.
But really when you stop running for a second, get to some shade and realize that "this is kinda nice, kind of a perfect moment huh" and you check your phone and you have a message from one of those special people and you're just warm. NOT hot and dripping sweat. Just warm.
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