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

automated phone tree asked me if I was a human or an automated assistant…that was a new one for me, for sure

love when willow looks up when I walk in a room and says /prrt?/

ginger tea….

feel like a rubber band waiting to snap or fly

willow does not appreciate when I don’t make the bed. tried to wrangle my sheets into a cocoon last night & launched her off the side

my gaming-capable-internet-speed prayers have been answered

need to watch a scary movie w friends

wifi fairy PLEASE