wet

we raced a thunderstorm and we won

drops formed

in

my

hair,

fell in your cup of tea

a little taste of universe to fill your bones

with.

cherish:

the way my eyelashes flutter in the nook of your spine the way moonlight mutters lacy somethings , love shrine

i just may

curl up under your eyelashes and never come out.

sometimes you just gotta skip out of town

Adam is a notorious overpacker

i'm watching him stuff his meant -for -80 -mile -backpacking -trips-backpack completely full for our 1 night hot springs adventure.

it's okay, though
i am notorious at losing everything
and he's still adorable.

the gap

between dreams & reality is
tiny
right now
fractional
everything is fluttering into the prettiest of places


i am writing for a magazine, i just got a volunteer position at my favorite music venue, i have a new camera and a new bakery jobs in the works, the weather is a changin, it's almost new journal time

my future is shining shining shining brighter

own your space

in other news

Adam accidentally sliced his thumb, straight through to the bone. be careful with knives, kids.
healing process is thus far including:
-nerding out on old school Dragon Ball Z episodes
-grapefruit juice
-excessive sleep
-lots o' love

it's september!

i love the first night where you leave the window open and get chilly enough for a blanket

it's been six months since an awesome thing happened, a landmark of many more landmarks to come

i am determined to get a sweet new non-cupcake baking gig

next weekend we are headed on a mini-roadtrip

i need to eat more protein

i can't wait to get my hands on a dark room

i will be 19 in a few weeks. ah!