hmmm very much tempted to wander into the woods to find a place never beset by human eyes and live the rest of my life nakedly practicing witchcraft, surrounded by that which does not care about the shape of my flesh until the earth eventually reclaims me. either ill do that or go downstairs and make myself some dinosaur chicken nuggets we’ll see
i cannot articulate the intensity of the desire in my heart to go to a thrift store and buy a stupid button-up shirt right now. like i understand why that can’t happen but god if i had a button-up with toucans or coconuts or something on it that would give me all the serotonin i need to get through quarantine
so im currently sitting in my room knitting and drinking tea, thinking about how it would be fun to send my internet friends handwritten letters with pressed flowers and wax seals, next to a spare room that over quarantine i turned into a "sewing room". earlier this morning i listened to classical music and worked on a puzzle. someone send help the metamorphosis into a middle class white women is coming faster than expected. im getting the urge to read interior design magazines please help me