dreamscape

How do we know that milk is the only thing we can turn into butter? Keep churning that gatorade.

coming back to tumblr after 10 years pretty much off the internet and in my own community with 2 degrees 8 years of work experience 1 life changing relationship and 7 years of therapy is really something

this feels like visiting my childhood home. like i've outgrown this space but wow it holds so much memories and sentiment but i'm also now grieving lost people and things i have traces of but no way to ever engage with again

When you sleep tonight, you will dream in the taste of wild blackberries. You will allow the Earth to hold you in its arms, and kiss you in the form of sunlight. When you wake, you will remember what you have forgotten since you were very small: you are a part of the Earth. She loves you. 

i love to do intense research on things that have zero impact on my life and have no correlation whatsoever to my general interests. i know a lot about combustion engines 

when shakespeare wrote “beware the ides of march” he was talking about coronavirus

when ts eliot wrote “april is the cruellest month” he was also talking about coronavirus