goodbye yellow.

any of you who have seen my bedroom would have found this hard
to believe if i hadn't taken a photograph.


and hello other home.
and ella rose ( bro & company came over)




and sleeping in a room i painted when i was 12.

the lights went out today for a few hours.
it's funny when no electricity is a novelty.
i sat and read by the daylight.
when it got too dark
i sat and looked out the window.
i thought about writing down how i was
feeling, but instead i just thought it.
more often than not i don't write it down
i just create sentences in my head of what it is, how things are,
how i think they should be (obviously imagined)
but then i think, this is how everything should be.
i have gotten over a few things in the past
days here mostly alone.
i have crossed things out and marked them off my list.

i stepped on a snail today.
i was singing walking in the parking lot
and heard a crunch.
i smashed a snail,
and wanted to throw up.

how to not smoke a pack a day when you are spending every day by yourself.

dance.


make dinner (homemade soup & croutons!)


fall in love with billie piper.


stick them in your mailbox so
you have to walk outside to get them.


adopt another persona.
one which doesn't have bad habits
and finds pleasure in cleaning her bedroom.