when you were yourself there was tasting sweet

                                                                September 24, 2024

i am grateful for ...
Zayne and Ezra,
fall's crisp air,
tea,
food and water,
books and pens,
meg <3,
my home,
the color green,
the time right before the sun rises and everything is quiet, dark yet beautiful,
my pink blanket,
the ability to feel every feeling even when it sucks,
plants, 
morning glories,
honey and maple syrup,
dried hydrangeas,
lemons.

 oct 10. 2024 
journal entry~

sometimes i feel bad for myself
like when things seem heavier than an empty sea,
when nothing happens but 

silent rain on a bland day.
sometimes i wish i could take it all back.
i could turn down a different road
     on days like today.
i wish no one knew my name and 
my story was unwritten.
   you can't change the life you previously lived
but moving forward 

  things can be different.