dreamt that my friend had a new kitten, but when we looked closer it was not a kitten but an unknowable creature
there's a small quiet in the undisturbed early morning that makes the world easier to love
chewing on the caramelly top of kougin-amann
i think i might be a little allergic to mango (my lips and tongue are tingling)
been writing way too much in vim and now that i'm editing a draft in word i keep trying to use vim shortcuts
dreamt that i raised silkworm moths and they were blue, and died
no picnic today so i get to eat the grapes and cheese and crackers alone
homesickness in the overwhelming sweetness: the honey depths of somewhere impossible to return to
dreamt that tillie walden cried when i told her that her plant art reminds me of my childhood spent in the garden