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Haha... Ha..haaaa..

AHHHHHHHHHHH!

Like I swear to God why the hell does my brain gotta open its mouth like-

"oh hey look at this really good book/fic we found, and all the world building it has, we just can't compare"

And I wanna rip my fuckin HAIR OUT!

GOD FUCKIN DAMN

And even when I write some just gourmet type of shit that has all this logic and fluidity that makes sense instead of feeling like a giant cluster fuck

NOBODY FUCKIN READS IT!

Feb 21, 2024

This morning is so beautiful! As I type this, the sun is growing brighter at the window. The clouds are becoming thinner.

I imagine it as a very heavy ball nestled in a net of candy floss. Each second it grows heavier in comparison to the fragility of its support. Every second it dares to emerge, chew through, and create light for its world.

Yesterday was sunny through and through. It felt warm and dense and far from February. I spent most of the day outside with my dog, Shera.

I worked on painting the shed, which has been such a lovely project for finding footing in my Self.

I don’t tend to listen to music out there, and if so it is with the volume on very low.

There is a symphony of wildlife out there! Untouched by human hands, for now, they are so high in the trees! I enjoy conversations with mourning doves; I wonder what they are saying (I pretend I know, and it helps). Talking with no pressure in this way, I feel innate.

It’s later now. The day was even more beautiful than I could have imagined. The sun knit me into a blanket, and my Mel and I played outside for what felt like millions of moments.

Right now, my brother is making dinner. He is grilling, and his dedication is apparent through his execution. He is brilliant at the process. Most people do not think about cooking in the way he does.

He was talking to his partner, more listening then. And he made a face that felt straight from a memory of a childlike him. When we were kids together. His jaw hung and his eyes were fixed, the same as he had done when he was 7.

I am grateful for days like today. Thank you thank you thank you.

Here is a poem I wrote earlier this morning :)

Reflecting a lot on the last trip to Florida, with the excitement of the next one.

Finding a lot of comfort in theories of collective consciousness’ and the unity of Earth. I can’t wait to keep witnessing what treasures will unfurl.