hi, its me again
in which i ramble quite a lot about sunshine. and other things. it is "assorted" for a reason
dear reader, how have you been?
i would like to apologise first; this should have been sent out last night but real life got in the way and i didn’t manage it. i’m aiming to have a few more letters drafted out so that doesn’t happen again.
it is incredibly sunny today. i have a north-facing window, so i don’t get many actual sunbeams in my room past the hours of sunrise and twilight-dawn (not including golden hour when the sun streams right across the hallway.) however, my bedroom view isn’t terrible - there’s a few evergreen trees my uncles planted years ago that have grown to around the height of my house, and the wall of green with a backdrop of pure blue is honestly breathtaking.
being a july-born is great, because i’m pretty much guaranteed a nice birthday. i don’t really celebrate, but any day feels like a celebration when i wake up to sunshine. (the downside to this is of course, i feel terrible in the winter. days like this when i can at least pretend its summer make it better.)
been thinking a lot about the past. and the future. i guess i’ve just been doing a lot of thinking in general. i feel like i’d make a pretty good philosopher. most of my philosophies would probably be about i. the wonders of music, ii. the wonders of nature, iii. the wonders of friendship and iv. the wonders of socialism. or just community, i guess.
i do love the sun. isn’t it crazy that our entire existence is powered on some hydrogen atoms smashing into each other? and how those atoms make sunrises and sunsets and auroras. isn’t that crazy? isn’t that wonderful?
sidenote: it’s my life dream to go see the auroras in person. some of my life dreams are going to be a little difficult to achieve, like opening a bookshop/library coffee shop that has a bakery and herb garden out back in a beautiful countryside village where everyone knows each other and we all live to the ripe old ages of 100 (at a minumum).
now, more thinking. or rambling, depends on how you want to read it.
i was sitting in college waiting for my next lesson listening (not eavesdropping!) to various conversations and pretending to be on my phone. i didn’t have much to do and the sun was hanging low in the sky, casting lazy sunbeams on the building opposite. there was something beautiful in the peace of that moment surrounded by chatter, sitting in comfortable silence & watching the sun light up the world in all shades of gold. it was almost like an out-of-body experience, the laughter of everyone around me as they had their own conversations being the only thing grounding me. i love moments like that, where i can just be peaceful and quiet in a world that does not hesitate to remind me that it can and will be loud and chaotic.
the poem i’d like to share with you all is “wild geese” by mary oliver. a classic, but for good reason. i have caught myself on more than one occasion repeating the first few lines - “you do not have to be good. / you do not have to walk on your knees / for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.” - it helps. sometimes you just need that reminder.
i believe that is all for this weeks letter. i promise to make the next one a little more coherent and on time.
i hope, dear reader, that you are well. until next time,
-august
ooh goodness your writing is just. so beautiful. you craft words with seemingly no effort, your thoughts feel like a lilting sunbeam dancing in and out of view and whirling through the wind. it feels like the soft but surprisingly clear melody of a song drifting in from someone else lost in the magic of it. it feels like a cool and clear stream tossing its laughter to the woods around it.
sorry that's so lengthy but like. hhh there are so many words i could put to it but i really can't capture the essence in your writing in a way that conveys its wonder. anyway all this is to say that I loved this post and now I'm gonna quote some of my favorite lines because. yeah.
"any day feels like a celebration when i wake up to sunshine"
"isn’t it crazy that our entire existence is powered on some hydrogen atoms smashing into each other? and how those atoms make sunrises and sunsets and auroras. isn’t that crazy? isn’t that wonderful?"
" i didn’t have much to do and the sun was hanging low in the sky, casting lazy sunbeams on the building opposite. there was something beautiful in the peace of that moment surrounded by chatter, sitting in comfortable silence & watching the sun light up the world in all shades of gold. it was almost like an out-of-body experience, the laughter of everyone around me as they had their own conversations being the only thing grounding me. i love moments like that, where i can just be peaceful and quiet in a world that does not hesitate to remind me that it can and will be loud and chaotic. " (sorry that whole paragraph is just so gorgeous I couldn't pick just one sentence)
anywho thank your for these words, i will treasure them.