If someone was to pick my brain, a lot of the stuff they would find would be here in my blog. I like summer time, horses, and being in open space. This is where I come to think, to sort my thoughts out, and to daydream.
I think I know what has to be done. I’m not completely positive that it’s my last option, I’m still hanging onto that hope, but it’s becoming very clear. I just don’t want to do what probably has to be done, at least not yet.
Sometimes I feel so good, like everything is fine and we don’t have anything to worry about. Sometimes things go bad and I start gripping and I hold on with everything that I possibly can. Lately, however, things go bad and I start easing up my tight grip and thinking maybe I should let go. Gripping so tightly too often is exhausting. We need to go back to that bliss of forgetting that we ever needed to hang on.
Dresses are so nice they’re just tubes of fabric you can throw on with very little effort and when you wear one and people are like “oh wow you dressed up you look really nice” but it’s like
ah yes my disguise is working. you think i cared this morning