In everything

Lately, I feel present

maybe its the presence of summer, a thing I once

hated (sticky skin frizzed hair young self straightened in hatred in vain in vanity)

hated (legs and shorts)

hated (life)

summer of yellow of green

maybe it’s the tense air before rain that mists or falls or sprinkles

the neon orange sun spotted mid sky one morning that gave awe the comfort being myself the comfort of home. I met people at the park who fish usually 4 days a week and I saw people enjoying life without distraction and smelled someones grill out and I found a 2000’s radio station for "youth group hits” they say and

sunny with a high of 75 blared when it was actually 78

and I had just finished an iced americano and a book that wasn’t all that great but reading feels great anyways and still think the bagel sandwich from the gas station is truly amazing

and we all try to live a little slower to know these things fully

these five senses engulfing everything in everything is his presence and it is bountiful and rich. Summer is new still, truly I don’t know when it begins on a calendar.

Lately, though, I like it quite a lot.