i have this plant. it's my magic plant. whatever i think i need or want, i toss intention at my plant. i wanted a great big life change. so what do i do. i gave my lonnnnng-limbed friend a complete pixie cut. cut away all the old growth, rotten growth, spotty growth. 3 days later, my husband is calling me freaking out because he got a much better position within his company and we're moving to a completely different city. we've been working the past 2 weeks getting everything boxed up and ready to move. we leave in 2 days. we're terrified, we're exhilarated, we're closer to where we wanna be.
my trauma is healed. i'm working towards certifications 'cause i ain't got no time for a 4 year degree. rolling stones gather no moss? i beg to differ, thanks.
and luck? luck is a 5-finger discount on the future. what you do with your bounty is up to you.










