Once decided, all or nothing
Lost familiar streets and homes full of quiet memories
Found the ability to take comfort in my own skin and love
In me runs a deep, and at times, overwhelming currents of affection for the things and the ones around me.
I'm afraid of accepting affection for the responsibilities and the consequences that come with acceptance.
Forget About - Sibylle Baier
Skins - The Haunting
Cómo me quieres - Khruangbin
low saturated glow of the floor lamp, soft suede couch getting warm under the skin of my neck, humming to don't watch me cry by jorja smith and feeling the smoke of the hookah caressing my closed eyelids
Dreams and Aspirations
I dream of floating in the lake and watching the sunset paint the clouds in vibrant hues of orange
Thinking about the lyrics "you make me forget about have, want, exert"
a sea of currents, sometimes steady and tender, other times overwhelming and harsh
Onions and garlic, the warm smell of freshly laundered sheets, early morning smell of dew drops on mowed grass, old bookstore scents, the feeling of fingers running through hair
Vancouver, New York and Toronto
What makes a home.... If you got on a bus with no preplanned destination, would you feel lost or have an idea of where you could end up?
The hidden cove on Kitsilano beach and that wooden log facing the horizon
SENSE OF AGENCY.