*Sometimes I Am Wrong About The Weather*

Grief is not my only inspiration. I only need to look back in the past two months to prove it.

Things really do change.

Earthquakes and hazards still shake my universe but the weather has been kind lately.

And I calmly look at the tsunami coming towards me, ready to erase everything on the surface. To swallow my Galwaysian grey skies and these footpaths I know by heart. To flood my past and perhaps the ways back to you. But I do not fear.

Zombies can walk under water.

Meet me halfway.