I have a small black star a few inches above my right ankle. I drew it there in ink several days ago, and despite showering daily, it's still there. It remains, continues.
There are things I want to do. I want to create a collection of photographs of accidental gardens. I want to start a band with ukulele and glockenspiel. I want to be a part of something like
this. I want to visit abandoned places surrounded by trees. I want to study photography. Have a place of my own, not a rented room. Compose. Have more than one pull.