woke up in the middle of the night to the wind in the trees and so much low, rolling thunder

think it’s kind of cute that my little heart-shaped locket swings open all the time

have to tell myself that if I just make my bed, I will feel better and more in control of my life

(slides another Animorphs reference into the conversation)

everything everything everything everything everything everything everything

been very consistent in writing my tiny daily journal entries for the last few months; hope I can bring that energy back to the blog soon

we found a kitten

so magical when you can see the sun in the farthest trees of a forest; it looks like some secret, enchanted glade

dragging myself, kicking and screaming, into completing morning pages this month

beach is saving me

i’m very fond of a harmonica

back soon

a pothos in a hand-made pot, yellow highlighter for birthdays, a wooden tulip, postcards pinned with clay magnets

standing in the room in near-dark; only a far light to illuminate me. I am not paying attention to my life, I know, but I swear I want to be

walking thru a parking lot, getting snippets of muffled music playing from parked cars

I just need to walk around a bookstore

oh they’re playing my song! [jo march ‘but I’m - I’m so lonely’ (little women 2019)]

i just need to begin again

delayed onset of emotions

i’m finding that