the distance between where i am right now, and where i long to be. at the consequence of marrying young and reckless, we haven’t taken the “escape from life” journey yet. however next year, the husband and i are going to drive across the states from baltimore, maryland to indio, california. i want my skin to recognize the sun and sand differences between east coast beaches and west coast deserts.
afterwards i’m going to etch “2,601” into the soft nook where my arm meets my wrist, so years from now i can tell my children the number of miles it took for the words i’ve been waiting for, to finally find me. like how our night sky is filled with stars from the past, i pray every journey i take is followed by words that have traveled through the universe to reach me.