One month in #SF, and the apartment is starting to come together. Happy Labor Day, everyone!!
when there’s nothing at all to right,
i find there’s nothing at all to write.
a smitten friend of mine once asked,
“when do you know if she’s the one?”
i laughed and made eyes with my shoes.
i could tell that he was hoping
for a clearer answer than i could muster.
“i believe you know…” i would reply:
…when your search for the answer
stops being defined by your options,
and starts being defined by your choices.
the moment you know, is the moment
that question – and its answer – become irrelevant.
“The world is ending.”