Interests: Aged and beaten sturdy primitive furniture, floor to ceiling book collections, ankle boots, vegan deserts, wardrobes of soft yet fitting casual wear, knee high socks, beds so deep in blankets you could become lost, 6am sunlight, handbags, successfully achieved bed hair, white cabinetry, city landscapes, letterpress posters, wide east facing windows, white wood trim, glass showers, stress relief mantras, self-esteem boosters, fabric textures and prints, hand crafted body care, floor grazing curtains, flowery perfumes, oversized sunglasses, hotel room balconies… and the list goes on.
I am so grateful for my parents. I cannot believe the disrespect I had for them in my youth. What a dumbass I was. Sheesh. Now, I can’t stop apologizing to them. I say thank you a million times a visit. I am so scared of the day when they pass away. I can already feel the hurt in my chest when I think of it. I can’t believe it is something we all eventually have to go through.
