set free into the night
I notice the tension in my chest; my mind.
My emotional terrain, contingent on the moods and words of others. How do I build a protective fort of self-love, self-acceptance, self-validation that stands up to the fluctuating emotions of those around me?
Creating a life > finding a life
Create meaning > finding meaning
Do I just keep blogging until I die?
I wish I could protect our love like a firefly in my palm set free into the night.
mindless pen to paper while listening to music
A sincere wish: a prolonged leave of absence from the self.
Soapy Water-Wolf Alice.