i'm basically signing what i think is like a deathwish. the first draft of my thesis was due today. i turned something in.
the save the date for the documentary i've been working on for so long finally comes out.
i'm very scared
i have to write a poem about trauma.
i'm in for a whirlwind for the night.
i said that i felt like today was the first time my life returned to me from a long trip. i've had to learn how to take care of myself without my life. life came back today with souvenirs, gifts, and treats to remind me now that they are back, i still need to take care of myself.
i'm glad i invested in a skateboard again.