Wildline

Sometimes I flex my foot a little so I can’t feel the ground, it reminds me of when I was young. I was kinda tall when I was a little kid, but at 16 I’m stunted at 5 ‘3. I dunno, maybe I’ll grow taller someday (I won’t).

I’m in a Starbucks right now, it’s only me and a couple in here. It’s 7:52 PM. I’m studying for the PSAT, and a question about a vertex equation is on my currently charging computer screen right now. It’s well lit here, and I’m listening to “Helen’s Theme” from Candyman. Is this what the teenage years are? 

Regardless, they’re mine, and I will cherish them with ambivalence until I’ve grown into dust.