It's Chilly Out

1.7 miles between 
My falling steps 
And quiet destiny, 
A train ticket away. 


Above me, 
Steel birds befit their 
Angels' wings. 
Each ridiculously manmade 
Breeze, 
The salakyans & the like, 
All blowing through 
My hair & skin, 
This chilly wind.

‎(SWM) Artistic

Him:
Patient. 
Honest. 
Kind. 
Thoughtful. 
Quiet. 
Loud. 
Energetic. 
Lazy. 
Full of ideas. 
Independent. 
Loving. 
Poetic. 
Romantic. 
Friendly. 
Smiles a lot. 
Can get quite sad. 
Loves to laugh. 
Loves nature. 
Loves animals. 
Has 3 cats. 
Likes all things rad. 
Washes himself daily. 
Gets excited about things. 
Works ridiculously well when focused. 
Sometimes lacks focus. 
Enjoys life. 
Enjoys the company of others. 
Enjoys solitude. 
Loves the ocean. 
Doesn't like to drink. 
Drives a truck. 
Works well with others. 
Works well with his hands. 
Remembers people. 
Remembers names. 
Forgets most other things like bills. 
Has a firm grip on what he feels is truly important in life. 
Sometimes forsakes the short view for the long view. 
Sometimes forsakes the long view for the short view. 
Loves the mountains. 
Prefers remaining near water. 
Speaks multiple languages. 
Good with computers. 
Likes to build things. 
Excellent English skills. 
Adaptive. 
Hasn't killed himself yet. 
Plans on living forever. 
Kinda scattered, but... 
Worth it in the end.
Her:
Digs all of the above.