i would wear iris van herpen to the met gala this year. likely someone will.

every now and again i have a major before and after event in my kitchen: i recently learned to shake garlic cloves all together in a container to get the skins off... everything is different now.

hooray, hooray! the first of may! outdoor screwing starts today! my granny would call us and announce this to my whole family every year. she was a real gem of a human. i am forever lucky to have had her and for so long.

i don't care for michael saylor. never have.

potty training is a humbling experience.

good morning, i love you. 

my journaling practice has reached one year old. i found a method that works for me. and holy moly, it works for me. it has been incredible and worthwhile. my thought patterns have improved - they are less meandering, they are more purposeful, and they more often return to a strong core after getting lost. my self understanding has exploded - i have been able to zoom out and see patterns of stuck points throughout life..., find themes that need holding or healing..., see the narratives i relive... my grace towards others has increased, as has my willingness to take time and space for my self and my psyche. compassion all around!. my thoughts, words, and actions are all more intentional. wild. invaluable. i cannot believe how much i have learned. i am ecstatic. i started a new year today with the added stat of minutes meditated. let’s fucking go.