Mornin’
I just went on a sort of forced mental health walk. I feel better? Question mark?
I did notice something though — because of course, I have to romanticize everything, since in my head I live in a movie — as soon as I find myself almost home, the tiredness hits. So to that end, I concluded I must be close to whatever hopefully good thing is coming into my life. I think. Is coming next. Right? Right. RIGHT? _-_
I swear, if the Universe isn’t in her third trimester with my next best life…
It is, casually, the 9th month of the year…
Nessa Grey 💜 🩶
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