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.
There is always much to learn.
On being in the last year of my 20s.
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.