i’ve written. swear to god, or whatever you think IT is….
so here: proof.
- unpacking humility. (oof. is that a book title or what? i mean, not mine, but someone’s.)
- odd numbers are trees.
- bubbles of nuclear family: do you incorporate, or do you bounce?
- when what you desire is immersion and you fear it to paralysis.
- i’d rather have empty walls and a richly vibrant lady by the fire than a beautifully ornate caravan with an empty shell of me.
- i exist in dapple today.
these are nice bits and bobs. my oldest graduates from middle school today and its lovely, and i am feeling my age. i hadn’t totally realized i was a middle-aged-woman, until i saw myself next to him at a pre-semi-formal and there it was. but whatever. i can write. so there.
