I dont know if its the sun, or a weight that has been lifted off my shoulders, or what, but I've been feeling happy these days. Joyful almost. Like I can sense really good things just around the corner. As if I know my world is about to get brighter. It's a lovely feeling, this...joy. It hasn't been around much as of late. Joy is an old friend, and I'm glad to be reacquainted.

its nice to get out of the city

Sunday Favourite Things

finding old journals, of lost times:

I cant see the end of this tunnel, though I trust in the light.

I feel restless and reckless

I feel no peace, no saftey, no comfort despite,

your failed attempts to soothe me

they are lost in translation.

I would explain all these feelings,

but Ive lost the will for communication

I wanna go home,

to be surrounded by love.

to be cared for and nourished

to be alone and untouched

For a minute there, I lost myself.

“Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into an anxious and unsettling world.”

sylvia plath

Im a lady.