february was a month of consistency. march held a seemingly endless creative spark. now april, funny enough, felt like a month of change. the change i speak of has a lot to do with the people in my life beginning and ending chapters; the rest of that change feels mostly inward, and it’s been both challenging and exciting, learning how to get reacquainted with myself.
this month there were things i wanted i couldn’t have, and i felt the tension of it. i started writing more poems; nearly everyday. i let myself have fun, maybe more than i ever have. i saw a bunch of my heroes and friends play shows. i listened to: October Tooth and Hop Along, The Aces and Wallows. overall, i'm better because i lived the month of april and that's all i can really ask for.