🌙🖤 today felt like my brain had too many tabs open 🖤🌙
today was still kind of all over the place.
brain switching tabs, starting things, dropping things, coming back, forgetting why I came back. normal chaos. nothing new there.
but underneath all of that, there’s been this other thing sitting in the background.
and i cannot stop thinking about it.
it’s one of those ideas that doesn’t feel like i “made it up” so much as i finally caught up to it.
like it was already there and i just finally noticed.
the scarecrows. the witches. the crows in the middle of everything. the rules about spirits and what is allowed to come back and what is not supposed to come back but sometimes does anyway.
it’s all just… sitting there. organized in a way that feels weirdly solid for something that started as a mood.
and thimblewick himself is still the part that hits the hardest.
he’s not trying to be important. he just is.
left at the edge of a burned field. raised by whatever stayed behind when everyone else left. talking to things he probably shouldn’t be talking to. and now somehow sitting right in the middle of a system that was already there before he ever existed.
the crow thing with caleb still feels like it cracked something open in my brain in a good way.
no control. no possession. just… shared existence with responsibility split between them.
that part won’t leave me alone.
it’s giving me that specific writer feeling where you’re not trying to force a story anymore.
you’re just following it.
like it’s already walking ahead of you and you’re trying to keep up while also doing dishes and being a functional person in real life.
i didn’t “work on it” today in any structured way.
but i kept thinking about it between everything else.
which honestly feels like the beginning of something.
but there’s also this new world sitting in my head that feels… real in a way i didn’t expect.
and that’s kind of the main thing 🖤
