I don't miss much from the country I grew up in. I'm only missing the space between the notable events and people.
Hobbies should be something that allow you to lose yourself in the activity, something that brings you pure joy and has no other other purpose entirely.
last year, i cut my hairfrom hip length to ear lengthbut between my shoulder bladesi still felt a tingling in mirrors, i caught a glimpseof a large fluffy spider clingingto my spine, its legs restingon my ribs. i stretched thin and laid it on thickit didn't budgei tickled its bum and poked it with a... Continue Reading →