was at this party and someone asked me what my major was and i just started rambling about how i hate college like i was giving a TED talk or something and then realized they were just trying to make small talk so i just awkwardly laughed and sipped my drink while they looked like they wanted to leave. like cool now i’m the weirdo at the party, great.
so i took my disabled child to a community center to find activities and they had a poster for “intro to interpretive dance” but also “gentle yoga for pets” which i didn’t know was a thing but honestly the thought of my dog doing downward dog made me lose it laughing because here i am with real, genuine worries and the universe responds with yoga for dogs, like what is going ON. if only they offer...
so i found an old box of my childhood toys while cleaning and literally thought of the summer when we would play for hours and then got stuck in this spiral of missing that feeling, like how did we lose that and i do not even know how to get back there, all those little moments felt so huge and now my phone is full of random faces but nobody feels real anymore
so i found an old box of my childhood toys while cleaning and literally thought of the summer when we would play for hours and then got stuck in this spiral of missing that feeling, like how did we lose that and i do not even know how to get back there, all those little moments felt so huge and now my phone is full of random faces but nobody feels real anymore
sometimes i wish i could just disappear like my name doesn’t matter anymore — every time i see my old self in photos it hits like a brick and i don’t know who she is but it makes me sick to think of all the missed moments.