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Knitting and Critical role morning

the last thing I knitted was a dice bag last year

I don't knit very often cause I am seldom in the headspace to not be distracted by something, but I started a new project so thats nice

At what age does "hurt myself sleeping" become a normal thing? I am too young for this neck pain.

What love taught me.
When you tame an animal
it will return to the food bowl
even when it is empty.
It will keep returning.

What love taught me.
Grief is a Sunday afternoon
and the words ‘I don’t know’
following ‘do you love me?’
like a hearse procession.

What love taught me.
Life is long and the universe
is cold and uncaring.
Despite it, despite it
I follow my heart.

What love taught me.
This doesn’t make me weak.

Today is GOOD.

I have all this happy energy to share! Take some and pass it around!

How long do you have to be
away
for home to become
a hollow tooth
you keep avoiding with your tongue?

Home like a seashell
that I can hear the ocean in
whenever I speak it's name.
Home like my mother's dialect
twisting around her new house
like a stray cat trying to find rest.

I am not from here
you hear the ocean from my hollow
tooth when I say it's name,
you feel the northern wind
when I open my mouth
to laugh.
I wander this land like a stray cat
looking for rest.

I become stupid in your gaze,
sitting across from you spilling my tea everywhere.
Clumsy with the want I’m trying to keep
in all my pockets,
like sugar packets I steal from Starbucks.
Your smile follows
my shaking fingers all the way to my lips.
Sweet. Sweet and full of tremble.

What love taught me.
When you tame an animal
it will return to the food bowl
even when it is empty.
It will keep returning.

What love taught me.
Grief is a Sunday afternoon
and the words ‘I don’t know’
following ‘do you love me?’
like a hearse procession.

What love taught me.
Life is long and the universe
is cold and uncaring.
Despite it, despite it
I follow my heart.

What love taught me.
This doesn’t make me weak.

might leak some poetry out here today

seems my graphics card is indeed fucked and I am unable to play any games, this is very sad indeed

Tea, painkillers and rewatching critical role 52. Hows your mor...noon?

I am quiet recently, I find myself in poetry musings and pain. One is productive, the other simply something I have to weather. Painkillers and a Rumi biography should suffice to treat both.

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To do list:

Hoover
Wash desk
Put on laundry
Take out rubbish
Take down mugs AKA walk of dishes shame.
Make dinner for 7

mental health Show more

@hollyamory Yes I get it, I am going back to uni in 6 months and I am feeling the same weird dissonance between expectations and old (bad) uni habbits

It must be nice to be able to afford a place where your bedroom isn't your base of operations tbh