03.21.01

i am in love with new mexico. i want to move there, to live under the wide open skies, surrounded by miles of fragrant scrubby wild sage. i want to feel the red-brown dirt underneath my toes, and breathe in the clear, magical air.

new mexico, the land of enchantment.

i am most definitely enchanted.

i would live on the mesa and write, leaning my back against the cool adobe walls of my cottage, and clean, wild, sun would warm my face as my pen flew across pages. days would stretch by lazily, gathering like beads of dew on an emerald blade of grass.

my heart would split open and grow with the intense joy of being.

i was there just 2 days ago, and already it seems like a dream. i would start to doubt that it ever happened, but she was there too, and there was enough magic to go around and fill us both to overflowing.

there is magic in new mexico.

the sweet, spicy aroma of the wild sage we picked fills my apartment. what to do when you find your home, fifteen hundred miles away?

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xoxo,

moonbird

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