I feel the need to make a list of what’s on my mind, things I want to try, maybe what is pretty to me right now…
As they say at the ice cream parlour: LET IT SWIRL, BAYBEE.
- I need a really meaty story. Something fiction. Preferably extremely well-written. I just finished “Where the Crawdads Sing” and it was a nice story, well done, but had a softer landing than I would have liked. Still, very entertained for the 3 days it took me to get through it.
- I’m about to say a big fat “NO” with a period to a side hustle that I’ve been doing for the last 6 months. It’s only bringing in about $250 extra dollars per month but it’s way more stress than it’s worth and I don’t get any joy out of it. Sure, I hustle from my iMac at home but I want it to be things that I actually look forward to doing. Thinking about not doing this hustle anymore? SUPREME JOY.
- I think I’m about to get my hair cut. Maybe short. Maybe really sassy. Maybe more of a punk style than is “appropriate” for my age but hell, it’s hair…if I hate it, it will grow back.
- I’m all about the dark victorian goth feeling lately: black roses, apothecary jars with old labels, raven skulls adorned with crystals, the color of aubergine in a dusty corner, rose madder, the smell of something dark and sweet and faintly ominous wafting around in the form of a divine incense.
- People are fucking MESSY. Why does this give me joy? Because I am thankful that I am NOT stuck in that stage of life where I am desperately filling my time with bullshit people, bullshit things, and bullshit bandaids for my self esteem. I see way too many people on the internet desperate for attention, something to fill their time, or just flat out lying about who they are while sadly thinking that nobody knows their truth. My gratitude to have lived and learned those lessons at the age of 20, and not 40 or 50 or 60.
- Music I’m obsessed with lately: Dua Lipa, Lizzo (still), Lay Low, Billie Eilish, really old Fiona Apple, HER, and witchy sounding shit that doesnt even have words.
- I’d like to try yoga again. And pole dancing. And maybe something else involving moving my body in sensual, sweaty ways.
- JD and I have a LOT of “during the week” sex and I kinda love it.
- I’m about to start work on getting another certification. Yikes and Wee.
- I’m about to purge again. I can feel it coming. Friends lists, closets, habits. Bring it on.