I spent half the morning fussing with commas and dashes, sorting out whether to say “the blue heron” or “this blue heron”
I have never been good with indoor plants.
Luminous mushrooms… phantoms!
And I thought, how do you take a shower without getting water in your eye?
The span of America between DC and New York is so strange to me and I can’t figure out how to articulate the feeling.
It feels like a developer aimed to fit maybe just one more Holiday Inn amongst a row of already cramped budget hotels for a stretch of 225 miles.
I keep my headphones on the entire time, which makes me “that asshole.”
Not a hair stylist, a hair consultant.
Loving the Other.