5.2.22

People were making such a big deal of 2222 & I was just like...

I realized tonight that my most favorite sound in the world is Yaasin being recited by at least two people, or more.
It brings out the worst kind of sadness I have ever experienced,
But at the same time a feeling of immense love towards the people I have, or had, around me.
The nostalgia,
The familiarity,
& so much more that I can't even begin to single out,
Blends down into simply peacefulness.
& tonight I'm just glad to feel this.

15 three days ago.
After several years of numbness,
This year I felt it again.
I dreamt of you again.
I miss you, not again, but always.