i’ll keep you all abreast on this developing story

me in new york to be honest!!!

made this for exactly one person, but here it is anyway

you laughed like a water mark

I leave for New York at noon . . . I feel very strange about it . . . a sort of glow-in-the-dark numbness. It’s hard to describe. When I left it last time, I was sure it would be years until I saw it again. And yet . . . !

It’s late and I ought to pack my bags . . .

I have just stepped in from the cold, and I’m not quite sure what reactivated it, but upon taking off my leather bomber jacket just now, I once again smelled Nicole’s perfume on the fur collar. It felt like a piano had landed on my head.

And elsewhere, far off in Los Angeles, I felt the phantom feeling of someone from long ago.

do you feel sympathy for yourself?

for that lonely spot inside of you?

the one that she mirrors with her own loneliness?

you feel seen and mirrored in your deepest loneliness . . .

when you saw her and felt that feeling, what you were really seeing was yourself . . .

hey once again it’s monday monday! have a good one y’all!!!

(attention sisters of the splintered sword group chat: we shall once again convene in new york city later this week . . . stay tuned for details . . .)

sorry, john connor, but this actually makes your mom extremely fucking cool

“fear and longing”