the verge.

i think i like outdated expressions. probably because i read so much so i actually know that they exist.

when was the last time you heard someone say “on the verge” of anything?

outdated or not, it’s exactly how i feel right now.

though i can’t say exactly what it is that i’m on the verge of.

it’s not tears. yet.

crisis, maybe.




temporary endings and brand-new beginnings.



decisions. always decisions. i hate them.

adventures of a scope i don’t think i comprehend yet.

running out of time.

running away from endless to-do lists.

running just because.

not panic, but there’s still time for that.

and then comes italy. and there i will literally live on the edge because orvieto is on a plateau. and i will encounter a whole new set of verges.

the verge is scary. but it’s also the place where life becomes beautiful in its intensity. every moment counts when you know they’re limited.

i think i’ll go take a nap now.


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