it was bound to come even on the best trip.
the one in which
the kids ache longingly
for their own toys and beds
and all the grown-ups would be
oh so happy to oblige them.
tie a knot and hang on.
“they say it ain’t complicated
any fool can understand
until the fuse is lit and
it blows up in your hand.
it all looks good on paper…
what comes up,
it must come down…
in the distance
in the twilight
love is such a beautiful thing…
in burning pieces on the ground,
we watched them fall
…it’s worth it all…
maybe love is rocket science after all.”
‘distance’ taken from 22:4 in genesis.
soundtrack of the day: ‘rocket science’ by lori mckenna.
sts on the road: no actual knitting, just sketching and planning for future patterns in my head.