I Think Running In A Place Like This Would Feel Like Freedom

I can't believe I just posted my last post BEFORE LUNCHTIME😭

(except maybe a lil)

BE THE PERSON YOU WANT TO BE NOW.

Wear the clothes. Make the moves. Accept the responsibility.

Some people will say, "but I'm just a nobody, it doesn't matter what i do."

Yes it does.

History has its eyes on us all.

We all have the power to influence others with the way we live and the choices we make. To say that you don't matter is to lie to yourself and live in a delusion. It's not simply unkind or untrue.

If you want to have an empire,

BE AN EMPRESS.

"You are the whole shape of sound, whether or not you sing"

Joanna Klink, from “Night Sky”, The Nightfields

Being with you❤️🧸

Mona Awad, from her novel titled "Bunny," originally published in 2019

We are connected to eachother through legend and myth.

"We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories."

–Jonathan Gottshall

What comes forth from your dark well of hidden dreams?

Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life

I want to look like I stepped out of a black and white film sometimes.

Is that too much to ask?

Matthew Cuthburt I'll love you forever 💗

“My girl—my girl that I’m proud of.”

— Anne of Green Gables, Chapter XXXVI: The Glory and the Dream

You are here to be beautiful 💗

(And strange😈)

"This is the season of holding on,

Of wrapping your hands

around the warmth of a dream

That refuses to fade

even as the cold settles in"

DAMN OK --

The weather is frosty—

breath trails like unspoken prayers,

straight smoke rising,

soft and sure as forgiveness.

The air tastes of sugar-glazed cranberries,

sweet but sharp,

like the memory of a love

too wild to tame,

too tender to forget.

Every step crunches,

a hymn beneath winter’s breath,

the world stitched in frost,

its edges trembling,

alive with the silence of waiting.

This is the season of holding on,

of wrapping your hands

around the warmth of a dream

that refuses to fade,

even as the cold settles in.