i picked the very last and sweetest strawberries of the summer yesterday, and ate handfuls, all day long. i felt nostalgic for july, even though there it was, happening all around me.
by evening i had let go of their season, finally ready for the next. such is my life, right now. a back and forth between memory and the present, and remembering that there is always an equally amazing next. peaches, for example ~
"there is the before, and then there is the after. happiness is what you choose, what you follow, not what follows you. these are the things i have seen, these are the things i know, these are the things i will carry with me as i go."