09.02.2026 https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/156554/so-we-must-meet-apart 04.02.2026 hi you (not mentioning your name as i don't want to be too intrusive)! sorry to drop in unexpectedly (and apologies if what i'm sharing feels out of place) but your recent entry reminded me of a scene from adaptation (2002) which follows twin brothers charlie and donald kaufman (both nicolas cage). near the end, there's this little exchange between them: --- #428c39 charlie kaufman: there was this time in high school. i was watching you out the library window. you were talking to sarah marsh. #eccd46 donald kaufman: oh, god. i was so in love with her. #428c39 charlie kaufman: i know. and you were flirting with her. and she was being really sweet to you. #eccd46 donald kaufman: i remember that. #428c39 charlie kaufman: then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with kim canetti. and it was like they were laughing at me. you didn't know at all. you seemed so happy. #eccd46 donald kaufman: i knew. i heard them. #428c39 charlie kaufman: how come you looked so happy? #eccd46 donald kaufman: i loved sarah, charles. it was mine, that love. i owned it. even sarah didn't have the right to take it away. i can love whoever i want. #428c39 charlie kaufman: but she thought you were pathetic. #eccd46 donald kaufman: that was her business, not mine. you are what you love, not what loves you. that's what i decided a long time ago. what's up? #428c39 charlie kaufman: [stunned] thank you. --- i think love is always a brave act. :) and i think we should embrace our feelings no matter what. just wanted you to know someone saw what you wrote, both here and there, and hope you can sit with it all tenderly. 30.01.2026 @scar ye we're in such a big @ocean with many many (special) fishes. the good thing is the more we swim around in it, the less strange everyone feels. so let's keep swimming! 26.01.2026 hi @scar!! :) i read your words. leaving you this pebble 🪨 as proof. 21.01.2026 had a dream where my grandmother and i were sitting on the porch together, sharing a cookie. 18.01.2026 there are days when my emotions throw my sense of things slightly off balance and i move quietly out of reach, not wanting to unsettle anyone else by accident. there’s an irony to it: the sky always seems beautiful on those days. 12.01.2026 woke up wanting to hide under my blanket a little longer, but still pushed myself out of bed. i know there are days when staying put is okay. just something in me said not today. what's waiting for me today: (i’ll come back here at the end of the day to see how many of these i actually managed) ☑︎ tidy up the house ☐ finish weaving that piece from last week /still working on it and nowhere near finished. ☐ deep river by shusaku endo (still going) /but i got around to reading kagurabachi.. ☑︎ braiding sweetgrass (re-read) ☐ write my sister ☑︎ pack lunch for the park since it'll be deserted on a monday /the park on a monday was indeed empty. just me, the birds, the swans, and the fish (whose presence was known only by the sound of water splashing). ☐ do my assignments ☑︎ anki drill ☑︎ shower ☑︎ water the plants ☑︎ make dinner ☐ call mom before she calls me /she beat me to it. ☑︎ stew white beans 11.01.2026 it was late when i walked my dog fog blanketed the streets. 06.01.2026 hi @sneek!! - ̗̀ ( ˶'ᵕ'˶) ̖́- 01.01.2026 happi new year everyone~ --- come visit me at https://moonlit.exposed/tea-room/ --- _ _ _ _ _ _ _ | |__ _ _(_) | __| | __ _ | | ____ _ ___ _ __ ___ ___ (_|_) | '_ \| | | | | |/ _` |_____ / _` |_____| |/ / _` |/ _ \| '_ ` _ \ / _ \| | | | |_) | |_| | | | (_| |_____| (_| |_____| < (_| | (_) | | | | | | (_) | | | |_.__/ \__,_|_|_|\__,_| \__,_| |_|\_\__,_|\___/|_| |_| |_|\___// |_| |__/