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The nights are never long enough to contain all of it

The nights are never long enough to contain all of it

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Driving in the backseat of the car. I can smell the seatbelts and leather, somehow it blends with the air now. Maybe I'm just breathing with my mouth but it doesn't matter. Perfume. Sour and icy wunderbaum trees moving with the turns we take. It's nights like these I wish I could play all the songs that ever meant something and forget thinking about what will be. In a way the nights are never long enough to contain all of this. I'm sitting in the backseat, the window is frozen now. We've come a long way now. Half asleep i keep replaying the same one song over over again because I keep forgetting the beginning that I want to hear. It keeps slipping and there's only the knowing that this sounded good and that at some point it resonated enough for me to come back. I am somewhere else now. I fall asleep again. I can feel every stone in between the hum; it goes from the tires, through the back of the seats and evaporates as we move forward.

Im thinking about the big buildings in the middle of barren fields. Warehouses we'll never come close to but will keep seeing every now and then. And each time they look same but different. They look so different at night, lit with one flickering yellow light. In some way, these are some of the moments that I feel most at home. 

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Today I went to see my grandpa at rehab centre after he got a stroke.

He's getting better. We had some cake that my mom made at 12 am last night. There's a certain vibe to these buildings. The walls are white yellow, oil paint. There's a radio playing in one room, a TV and voices of people and life. Door half open, some people are walking by, faint smiles as they look at us. A small fridge down the hallway. Buzz of fluorescent lights and trolleys with food. It smells of sausages and dark bread, of soap and laundry, toothpaste and pillows. Strawberries.

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I'm thinking about 

the beauty of things 

as we move 

forward 




Song: 

Hard to get by-I promised the world 


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i love your way of perceiving things. it makes me slow down and just think. hope your grandpa will only keep getting better. sending all my love and positive thoughts


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This is beautiful


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Tysia

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Real shi also hope your grandpa gets better real soon 🩶


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