“kept it from you, pitseleh”

i’ve neglected this tumblr like i’ve neglected going outside, feeling the air, opening my eyes, noticing the sky. i was uninspired and i am uninspired. anything that held a semblance of life was unrecognizable, whether it be my beloved lake in the upstate, an abandoned warehouse at dusk, or the sticky hot countryside where everything breathes that eerie dusk feeling. my mind has been stuck in the tall grass; i couldn’t see anything but brown, and even that felt faded. i will wash in and out of time. i will escape myself again. i will learn to un-know every beautiful thing once more. but for now i’m content in feeling things i cannot touch through photos and places i’ve sometimes never been ( but have always lived ).