𝙈𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙖

The last time I posted was on 11 May. I came home for a month-long semester break and wanted to make this my digital diary, but of course with no intention of being regular. It turned out I hadn't been regular at all. Though it's okay, because I had a lot of fun with my family and friends anyway. I can't believe 32 days have passed, and my break is ending today, and I have to go back, 114 miles away from home, and back to my regular routine. Life turned out differently for me; I never had a home of my own, and every day is not always great. Here, by the word "home," I mean the city I have grown up in. So many memories of mine are here from 19 years of my life, good and bad. Not that I will be leaving this place forever, but I will be leaving for quite a while now. Home has become a feeling for me, not just the place I reside in when I come here. It's the entire city to me. I don't feel like this anywhere else. As if I'm leaving this feeling behind as I'm leaving home.

Rainy days ft. reading and journaling

Crocheting a trinket dish ft. In the mood for love

About today.....

Life does feel like a movie...