thunderstorm crackle dream @hungrychangeling@computerfairi.es
changeling lost somewhere in the woods&lights, tracing out edges&old maps. loving u fierce. holding us close. making up chants w/ permanent scars.
Joined Nov 2017
slowly having a breakdown at the bus stop
no phone
no way to communicate to anyone or call a cab
the bus hasn't come for half an hour
that shaking almost crying feeling
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
now forty five minutes now an hour
when you don't have a cute patch, why don't u darn it (;?
sometimes just overwhelmed by the magic of darning
ok but what if i got a knitting machine & started selling cool knitted things
feel very embarrassed about how in love with the nut butter filled cliff bars i am, oooops
just started an accountability process for someone and they responded in all the ways that aren't bad when u learn u hurt someone!!!
a few weeks ago a sweetheart and i were staying at an airbmb & i got to explain why the controllers were weird, they were 4 the n64!
thinking about how a few years difference changes a lot of the pop cultural knowledge
things just get lost y'know?
breathing into fey compacts
breathing into the way knowings & secrets drift in and out of memory
breathing into the ways things get lost & may come back again
the joyous world we live in where i can ask folx on casual encounters to title their messages 'full moon tumble' and a few even do
mending a crack in the self
changeling lost somewhere in the woods&lights, tracing out edges&old maps. loving u fierce. holding us close. making up chants w/ permanent scars.
Joined Nov 2017
