I realize this feels disjointed in an earnest way, I hope. But it's what I need right now, and that brings comfort, that idea of reminding myself how my life has worked and how it will continue to do so in the future.
Year: 2025
One Rainy Day
Quiet chair, Can you hear me Soft dry tears running down, down, down Wait. Rain pours gently, And so the outside becomes the In.
Being conscious in consumption.
So swim with me in this moment dear, Reader, and picture your life. See the choices you have made, the choices you are going to make, and the choices you are making and float with me just for this moment.
