Verano

It’s driving south on 85 with the windows rolled down singing as loudly as I can muster.

It’s wearing button-ups every day. Dialing long distance to places I’ve never been.

It’s coffee from a mug portraying a college I have never heard of.

It’s the taste of the occasional stick of mint mojito.

It’s applying chapstick every 4 seconds. It's a reminder.

It’s ocean energy, Irish spring, and dove. It’s a NCC t-shirt and the feeling of comfort.

It’s swimming at night and the accompanying silver moonlight.

It’s 2:00 am coffee, Coldplay, and a sketchbook. A true artist.

It’s checking that box everyday and the hope that goes along with it.

It’s Fritz Pearls, Psychoanalysis, and the joys of counseling psychology.

It’s everyday silent understanding. It’s compassion.

It’s night drives in a white Lumina. It’s cul-de-sacs. Memories.

It’s seeing all these moments as beautiful.