My capacity for uncertainty
It’s all about capacity, huh? On releasing force and remembrance.
There is no destination
On traversing the landscapes of my own heart, the only true final destination.
Like dripping honey at golden hour.
A few daily thoughts.
A spell I always return to.
On the chill girl facade.
It’s all about capacity, huh? On releasing force and remembrance.
On traversing the landscapes of my own heart, the only true final destination.
Sweet nothings, sweet reflections, magic in the mundane.
On dropping the mask and revealing my heart.