Parting Gift

I am: somewhere different, jetlagged, not sure where I will sleep tonight, comfortable in my cousins house, helping set up for the wedding, blowing balloons, making giftbags, lighting candles, talking to new people, re-appropriating my british accent, trying to appropriate a scottish brogue, telling foreigners about Pomp, smiling at everyone, eating red and green grapes, wearing a sweatshirt and blogging in the midst of madness.
There are: tents, cousins, indian dresses - red and gold and green and silver - a white wedding dress and designer bridesmaid dresses, people I don't know who become family within minutes, split level house with one whole wall of glass looking out onto a swooping back porch and a rambling yard, covered now in white tents.
I want: everyone to be pleased and happy. To read scary books and listen to music while watching the grass grow long. Earl grey and pubs and fish and chips, and houses by the sea, and hurricanes trapped inside best friends. To listen to this song...




-Kastoory