standing still - by Lilian Caylee - beauty and terror

paying attention, paying devotion

One of truest clichés of life, every life, is how quickly time begins to pass after a certain age. This summer has felt like the shortest summer of my life. Maybe it’s because of all the momentousness it contained, including getting “married” and nesting in our second home in Los Angeles. Maybe time just takes on a distinctive texture when you find yourself in your thirties. I expected this summer to feel similar to past summers—summers defined by long, lethargic days that unwind like spools of cotton candy, a Lana del Rey song mistily enveloped in a yearning for both the future and the…

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