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⠀ - you are home
5.18.20 i have grown so far apart from people!!
it happens but it makes me sad because i miss my friends a lot.
the house is empty now so i physically feel it much more.
5.25.20 i am doing better to reach out to others
finding that i enjoy occupying space more than i do interacting with it.
get tired if i talk but i am happy i am still afforded space to be present.
5.23.21 moving on from this place in my head. thank you for giving a few thoughts some home.
10.16.21 “care without community” and found myself resenting the place i built for them. i am happy they will grow. i am sad i can not be there to see it. there is nothing to fix resentment and the wish now is to have seen it sooner. this place is kinder than you could ever know. there is nothing you can do to fix the thing in your head. i want to exist along side others. it will not work. there is no care without community. i am sorry
09.06.22 slowing down and seeing it all for what it really was; an unkind predicament. becoming more of my self the further i am from that place. five thousand miles is a long way from where we started - becoming smaller as i grow. learning to see more for what it really is, becoming honest with my self and kinder to my head. things are harder than they ever have been, but not because i’m fighting my self any more — fighting the world to make a place i want to live. i want to live