My environment feels heavy, but the vision is still there.
I must fall in love again with the process of doing the work. To fall in love with repetition. To incorporate foresight in my routine. In my roots. (Depression, remorse, and nostalgia are overwhelming energies.) I remain grateful for what benefits me and act to give myself the best chance of having what I want, of having the environment I've imagined for the past 3 years.














