#pxi

i had my eye mask on and sat somewhere between my head and on my bed and was led in a conversation with god. i did not think the things, the things thought themselves, toward him, as me, it felt like me but there was no metacognition. there was a big black dog on my right, a strange couple and a historically preserved bedroom on my left. we were sitting along the back wall of a very ornate cathedral, which i did not look at and mostly knew. the dog was trustworthy, the couple was just human. i spoke to god in my brain like the dog was listening to me, but the dog did not look at me, just straight ahead with concentration.

love so much to put on the queens gambit score and do tasks alone

candle in my room. everything slightly herby and warm and floral. ceiling fan on. gentle crickets outside. the rustling of my blinds, distant dog barking. texted two of my friends and waiting for responses. blue light glasses on, blue lights and gold lights on in my room. tomorrow i'm waking up and setting off