✸ 5.19.26 4:05pm The sun feels like love today- it is hot and intense, warm on my skin. I am in love today, still. Sometimes the love I feel gets too overwhelming and my eyes get misty and my cheeks get hot. Sometimes my paws curl around the pillows that almost feel like you because I love that I can conjure my tactile memories, how your volume fills my embrace, how my face nestles in your neck. Sometimes the love I feel gets too overwhelming and I feel so seen and so loved by the people I keep close. Sometimes a hug from those that surround me, sharing food, sharing joy, sharing music, sharing space grounds me so firmly in my sense of self. My roots dig into the soil just a little more. The sun graces my canopy. Love is alive and real and constant. And as I look around, it is still fields and fields and fields of flowers and flowers and flowers. ________________________________________ ✸ 5.17.26 6:09pm Tabula Rasa once more- My heart swells continuously as I fall further and further in love with the internet again. The friction I've given myself to keep my eyes off the Bigger Sites is proving useful. The internet takes up less real estate in my mind, if it does it is pleasant and exciting. I can step away or stay as long as I want as my own attention economy is mine. Truly ✶✶ has opened many doors to not just a teeming underbelly but rather a rich ocean of an internet sculpted by passion projects and hobbies and the individuality that stems from carving out your own space online, in your own way, with your own paws. The internet feels like a shade tree in the warm tail end of spring, now. Lovely as ever.