The Romantic

It was a few weeks ago now.

I sat in a stairwell and wrote.

In the middle of the night, I sat in a stairwell and wrote a story.

And it was beautiful, and it was romantic.

I'm a romantic. I see everything so dreamily.

It was romantic, sitting in the stairwell, writing. I think I fell in love with that moment.

Writing in a stairwell, like Street Watching from an 8th floor window sill and reading in a cafe when it is raining, is a part of my being, it is... sustaining.