Yearbook - July

hurry, hurry up and wait is how the waiting game is played. a thousand moving parts keep score inside the watch we can't ignore. so let's hurry, let's hurry up and wait. much too tired to try, much too stubborn to quit, on an island in between the co

dear wilderness, be at your best. her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress. i know the rules: the weaker trees bend. but make her immune when your temper storms in. when she gains her balance, be as still as you can be. when she's climbing branch