the dock at the lake at sunset. be there. keep looking
the dock at the lake at sunset. be there. keep looking
go dancing in cowboy boots
how beautiful it is to go to the river and find it still running. are you stuck or have you just become used to the ways youβre in motion?
astrophysiognomy and redheads. read judith hill and judith butler
rancid butter the last straw? go for a walk, find a lilac bush
your curtains need to be cleaned, theyβre making you sneeze
angel hair pasta. blessed are those who receive
the sunburst on the floor wants to say hi to you. you donβt have to find joy alone
get off reddit and look up elephants instead, youβll find what you need