I feel like this is a quintessential post-modern reflection. It isn't so much seasonal as it is a resounding statement on modern emptiness. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
"The purchase becomes a paper bag in my hand and by the time I make it to the car I am no longer fulfilled by it." ughhhhhh noooooo don't name the truth I am not ready to hearrrrr
I too am trying to find my center. I'm glad to be on the journey with you <3
I feel like this is a quintessential post-modern reflection. It isn't so much seasonal as it is a resounding statement on modern emptiness. I enjoyed it. Thank you.
thanks for reading!! what a great compliment, I appreciate it.
"The purchase becomes a paper bag in my hand and by the time I make it to the car I am no longer fulfilled by it." ughhhhhh noooooo don't name the truth I am not ready to hearrrrr
I too am trying to find my center. I'm glad to be on the journey with you <3
i haven't even worn the outfit yet lol
the dreams!! the very real uncertainty of this turbulent existence as writer and as mother. the hope and hopelessness of October. I feel it all too ♡♡
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I love “jealousy is no longer an option.” I want to live in this space too.