Business upgrades. I’ve never felt cooler with my dual screens. Crying and small things and big things and eye gazing and loving yourself a tiny slice more.

I know I can do this. Widgets and stickers and essential oils and life lessons extracted from a trivial minty detail of my life.

Clencher. Sweetest, most lovable creatures. Turn the super-love ray on yourself. Overflowing, unconditional. Doing the dishes and intention and self compassion and capacity and little tastes.

A small rubber thing cat feud. Counters off-limits and desk chair construction and dollar store, overstock hybrid. Muffins and manicures and international shipping and luxury. Yeah yeah.

Couch thrifting and forced thought extraction and drain and news and changing your mind. Activated and shame and looking forward to sleep and public school and brain administration.

Quick like a bunny. Grief and longing and missing things you never had and mourning and melancholy and not being alone and feet on the ground.

Log ins and Anchor and tax season and coffee runs. Cat calling and miniatures and hazelnut and sunshine. Back aches and rage.

The words of @dakotaadan. Poetry and meaning and existence and rules and reverence and play and spaciousness.

Affirmations and yearly subscriptions on accident. Dead tires and forgetting and mini spirals and Spectrum trickery and maple trees and Rose. Isolation and baseball teams.

All the joy I cannot feel. Uncomfortable and shoulds and metaphors about trying on clothes and cardboard boxes. Prescription and phone calls and therapy and an ambitious lunch hour.