things are better, much better and it's probably because i refuse to let every little action that he (or anyone) does, make me cry. i clench my fists and walk away, and it's ok. i have been spending my time finding new places to go and making new friends. it's kinda lonely here though, and i miss curling up to a warm body sometimes. ruby danger is ok with that, but she is only a feline. it's getting colder out, and yet i still wear my flimsy coat. i dislike all of my clothes, but don't have the means of buying a new wardrobe. it's been rainy and foggy and it reminds me of the coast. if i could, i would train it to oregon and rent a cabin by the ocean. spend the winter in fur boots and high collared coats, making fires and growing out my hair until spring returns. hannah and i are planning to have tea and cake soon, and oh hannah is just the best, really! i still feel that life is cluttered, but eventually it will even out.
i will be 25 in less than a month. i really believe that 25 is the year everything will be better. i have compiled a tiny list of things that would make my day oh-so-lovely:
globes
peacock feathers
deer antlers
(on vinyl)