when i grow up, i want to be a forester, run through the moss in high heels.
reasonably now would be a good time to sleep, but this is not going to happen anytime soon. i have spent some time covering the main wall of my bedroom in parcel paper and reattaching the material that lived there before. i'd planned to do for the last month or so, and it was very satisfying. the way my brain works changes when i'm in the middle of a creative project - i think clearly and decisively, my head is uncluttered, and i feel very present, if you know what i mean.
i drank a large pot of strong black tea while this happened, which might have a something to do with the energy buzzing through me right now. i don't know where to direct it. maybe at this wall.
all of this blank space is just begging to be filled. i welcome you to mark it.
i have listened to the same album five times in a row now because it's fucking beautiful and it's all i really want to hear right now. it is by "fever ray" which is a solo project by karin dreijer andersson from the knife. recommended.
i drank a large pot of strong black tea while this happened, which might have a something to do with the energy buzzing through me right now. i don't know where to direct it. maybe at this wall.
all of this blank space is just begging to be filled. i welcome you to mark it.
i have listened to the same album five times in a row now because it's fucking beautiful and it's all i really want to hear right now. it is by "fever ray" which is a solo project by karin dreijer andersson from the knife. recommended.