Talk about unpacking some baggage just in time.
Killed the mood, but holy shit, given what's supposed to go down this weekend, it is typical of me to piece things together at the last minute.
I stayed up late because I went on a cleaning spree this afternoon after I got home from work because the absolutely stunning blast from my past that I have somehow not run off after a year and a half is finally coming in to town tomorrow. I was sitting here trying to smoke myself to sleep and inadvertantly unpacked two decades of a particularly special brand of ✨ trauma ✨. What a night.
Now maybe I really should go to bed. 🤷🏻







