Familiar scenes.
They play out again and again.
To show us.
There's something there.
Every time.
#theeverydayiseverything
The quiet, lonely road...
Sunday morning.
Headed to Mom & Dad's.
The quiet, lonely road.
All to myself.
Tip Toes...
Tip toes.
Checking himself out before school.
I still carry him downstairs every morning.
Each time, I wonder if it will be my last.
I'm not sure who's holding on more.
Bumping into each other...
Tethered lunches.
Fortnite with friends.
Parking lot pickup selfies.
The National playing somewhere in the background.
Bumping into each other.
I see you.
Planted...
Where my arse is planted more times than not.
Where I write.
Think.
Edit.
Zoom.
Dream.
Cry.
An integral part of my everyday.
Sometimes a little magic finds me here.
I’m curious what your space looks like.
#theeverydayiseverything
