our spring is sweet, not fleeting!
I had an anxiety attack this afternoon when I looked at all the writing I had wanted done by now and the fact that I have written maybe 2000 words of fiction since I started taking this fucking medication. In November.
So I went out and got therapy food (double stuf Oreos) and took a feelings-walk around the neighborhood.
Northside is so so so much prettier in the fall, but I really like it right now, too.
These flowers are popping up everywhere. There are a few in my yard.
Lens flaaaaaaare!
This is the park a few blocks away.
I like this cute little blue house.
Daffodils!!!
LOVE THIS COLOR
Someone's pretty yard.
I love this crazy flower. I almost picked it, but I didn't want to be That Guy.
This is the alley behind my house.
This is not an ant hill, this is an ant mountain.
Check out my classy (flooded) backyard.
And the neighbors' backyard. I want to use their grill.
So I went out and got therapy food (double stuf Oreos) and took a feelings-walk around the neighborhood.
Northside is so so so much prettier in the fall, but I really like it right now, too.
These flowers are popping up everywhere. There are a few in my yard.
Lens flaaaaaaare!
This is the park a few blocks away.
I like this cute little blue house.
Daffodils!!!
LOVE THIS COLOR
Someone's pretty yard.
I love this crazy flower. I almost picked it, but I didn't want to be That Guy.
This is the alley behind my house.
This is not an ant hill, this is an ant mountain.
Check out my classy (flooded) backyard.
And the neighbors' backyard. I want to use their grill.