I haven’t been on this app for a while. Lately I’ve been mourning for an old version of myself that wasn’t so tired and run down. She used to be bursting with ideas and things to create and now sometimes it feels like there’s no energy left in me for myself. A lot of things are better. I know that factually. But I don’t feel it emotionally. So I’m posting some things I’ve made. To tell myself I have created, am creating. And putting them here uncultivated, because things don’t have to be perfect. And this is the sort of place to be perfectly imperfect. Yap yap and so one, good night.














