July.

Subtext: "to float" is a good verb.

So I sit in a new space. sunlight and venetian blinds. and a google tasklist to keep me company.
apparently, when one turns the corner, there are no spotlights and no background music.

Aforementioned. the conscience implodes. for, does rational conversation with the Id ever override? is exhaustion excuse enough?

Of Habitual expression. blind attention-seeking syntax. and hollow tones.
warmth. blanketed and stored for the winter.

for structure and irony.
for, the hope and hopeful never did converge.