"in dreams, i meet you in warm conversations"
As soon as there's a chill in the air, I allow myself a day, or two, or three for intense feeling. Feeling for what, I'm not exactly sure. It's not a specific person, or thing, or experience, but just yearning. To be honest, these days normally come after I have some intense dream filled with nostalgia and old faces and an overwhelmingly bittersweet emotion. Well, of course I had one last night, and when I stepped outside this morning it was cold and had just stopped raining and not a soul was on campus, and I couldn't help myself. The title of this post comes from one of my favorite devastating, Taylor Swift songs: Sad Beautiful Tragic. On these days, I like to think of all my past experiences as a sad, beautiful tragic as I'm acutley aware of time flying by. This is probably one of my favorite Taylor Swift lyrics ever, actually. Funny enough, up until a few weeks ago, I thought the lyric was "In dreams, I meet you for long conversations." And I'm ac...