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most of the time everything sucks but when the sky is blanketed in dark blue-grey clouds after heavy raining and the sun starts to peek through the clouds so that the tops of trees glint pale green and every white structure is starkly, blindingly silhouetted against the sky i’m ok.
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sometimes when i’m cooking i adjust the heat a little but for no discernible reason. just because it matches the vibes to do so
its the feeling of grass beneath my legs and going cross-eyed from all the clovers. a warm, heavy breeze even in the shade keeps me close to the ground where I can feel the coolness radiate from in between the unlucky 3-leaf clovers. I can hear your voice bounce off each leaf as I finger through them. you laugh and I find a lucky one. four leaves. your smile brings a breeze through the trees. my heart is full my head is high I wish I knew that this moment would live on regardless of how small it was.
2/20/22
My dreams are so chaotic; many faces, emotions, and tasks. I’m searching through the thick of it and facing a lot of weird situations. I’m not sure for what? At least for someone or something familiar. I’m so exhausted when I wake up so I really feel that there’s something I need to see.
Meanwhile in the daytime I’ve been getting scent memories. Why am I thinking about the mildew smell of the hall closet of my childhood apartment at 2:28 pm on a Wednesday? The smell of his laundry detergent on his shirt when I hugged him in the summer of 2012?? I swear I smelled and felt what my grandmother was doing the other day, it was so strange. I couldn’t really see what was really in front of me but I could feel the living room as she did, only for a moment.
I know the planets are fuckin us up right now but what does it all mean?
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1/17/21
today I wonder about the infamous iPod exchange. The rumor is that you threw mine into the ocean, which in the end I guess is ok because I wiped yours clean. but today I wonder how many times you sat down to listen to my odd collection of songs. and I wonder what ones were your favorite, or what ones you thought were mine. I wonder if you felt the same way I did when you first listed to “sleeping ute” by grizzly bear. I wonder what songs you hated. and what songs reminded you of me the most. I wonder if you really listened to anything on it at all.
I wonder what the fuck I even had on there. it really had been so long that I can't even remember. after our falling out I said so many times I would hold onto yours so we could trade back; my last attempt at fixing what we both had a hand in ruining. but instead your iPod sits in my jewelry box with a newly chosen library of songs. and I guess that was my way of throwing your iPod into the ocean.
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