The light of the Alaskan sky fills my body; or perfect chaos (make love to me)

“Love you and think we are on a grand journey together.” Said Susan in a text to me just now, she’s sitting at the airport finally with a moment to rest, I’m at a coffee shop in Anchorage waiting too. There’s something about moments of rush juxtaposed with moments of spacious unplanned time that always … More The light of the Alaskan sky fills my body; or perfect chaos (make love to me)