the bohemian wandareri am having a bad day today, okay, let’s say very bad day. something happened at work today and something upsets me. something is always my attachment. past two weeks have been happy, not content. but happy. happy is good. happy is overwhelming. it was my bestest friend’s birthday recently. i say bestest because it […]
if the ceiling of my room was outter space if the ceiling of my room was outter space, i’d have stopped them, the gravity under my bed, from pulling me, down, again and again, if the ceiling of my room was outter space, a door, a pathway to other galaxies, i’d then take my plant […]
i don’t have a beginning or an end where i can begin this and i am repeating myself in my head, telling myself i don’t know where to start this. i am very afraid to write, afraid to be vulnerable. i have always, mostly written to someone, written for someone and never for the self. […]
