every day i learn more about myself but at the same time i become less of myself. does that make any sense?
i have a virtual <a href="https://www.yourworldoftext.com/~danibloop/">guestbook</a>! ✉
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all welcome <3 ✼
✿✿ <b>traces of last year</b>
<i>16th February '21 --</i>
currently in awe of the passage of time. that is all.
<i>24th February '21 --</i>
the colour brown. a single cloud. green screens. a street photographer that was late. recipes from the South. messages that cannot come fast enough. a drowsy haze. a teabag is set aside. the jacarandas bloom.
<i>27th February '21 --</i>
feeling big and small at the same time. the smell of blossoms in the night.
<i>5th March '21 --</i>
looking ahead to what looks like is going to be another restless night.
<i>13th March '21 --</i>
the smell of perfume – or wait, has the world always smelled this sweet?
<i>28th March '21 --</i>
i. emerging from a long night. observing the wind and the petals it carries. where will it take them? an opportunity appears. bones have grown heavy. need to relearn how to lift them. i must find a caretaker for my peace lily. is the ocean in my future?
ii. three plumages stained crimson resting on the ground. two of them now know true silence.
<i>6th April '21 --</i>
a place by the sea i no longer remember, kept away from me with layers of glass and cloth. a tortoise with a phone number on its shell in the event it gets lost. a childhood home with the same strawberry bush by the doorway, and the same half-moon window except this time i'm staring at it from the wrong side.
<i>7th April '21 --</i>
nostalgia means painful homecoming and i think i finally am grasping that in its entirety. not because i'm reckoning with a return to what i once knew, but because i am returning to what was already long forgotten.
<i>8th May '21 --</i>
must all things end?
<i>14th May '21 -- </i>
the letter "i" has fallen off. an hour later, it reappears.
now have some fish: 𓆝 𓆞 𓆟𓆜 𓆞 𓆜 𓆞𓆟 𓆜
꩜ themes i am interested in learning more about
- urban loneliness
- aphoristic instagram meme culture
- building things with your hands
- baba yaga
✻ where to find me (a virtual game of hide and seek)
✻ my museum
things i sort of kind of really like
✿ home videos
✿ the moon
✿ the number 4
✿ how you never know the last snowfall is the last while it's happening
✿ oral history archives
✿ when eyes are browsing something and they kinda linger but then move slightly