Did I purposefully pull an all-nighter to steal more time for myself? Yes.

Not the most responsible thing but it made my heart feel good.

i never promised to be an answer.

i just want you to see me as a home

that's always claimed you,

remembered your name, even though

you've only seen me in a dream,

heard of me in a song.

none of this is an answer.

I can't promise an everlasting figment of myself,

it's impossible. But

I could be the dashing light, ascending a riverbed,

sheens of gold, dancing in the raindrops, passing

your periphery.

i could never promise an answer, only

possibilities and realms

I asked myself how I would enjoy social media more...

and i remembered the days I would listen to Paramore and scroll all through tumblr.

This is all full circle...I think it all came down to giving myself permission to create SPACEEEE for me. periodt.