deeply entwined
Lots of coffee + working on a zine this morning.
I always seem to start off strong when making things, then lose steam halfway through. Why is it so hard to finish things?
I want someone I can share my entire life with who will leave me alone most of the time
a fav tree in my neighbourhood:
Drove by my childhood (teenage) home the other day. It looks different. Do the people who live there love that house as much as we did?
I've moved so many times in my life that I couldn't possibly write down all my addresses. The perennial vagabond gypsy. Maybe that's why I crave roots now—roots in a physical locale but also roots with another person. To be deeply entwined, safe, and secure.
I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.
-Warson Shire