scooby doo. where are you?
i'm so tired. i crashed after class today. self-care days are so vital for survival.
this was one of the hardest poems to write and i wrote most of it in the morning today.
there's still bits and pieces that need to be flushed out. there's a whole other poem waiting to be written. the one where we're at the hospital. the one where there's....
it's little too much for me to write. one of these days i will.
i need to apply for jobs~