#quarantalk

[swan--writes]

one day i will have my own kitchen, and it will be filled with light and joy and goddamned counter space

[herbgerblin]

I'm just so dang mind boggled because I took wood shop in high school and even a side table the height of my knee took half the semester to finish. And somehow Justin's made like four full sized quality tables in a month?? and he's just gotten into it????

quarantine is one hell of a drug

[swan--writes]

so i've been doing a thing...

[swan--writes]

do y'all ever feel the overwhelming urge to apologize to everyone you've ever met for how awkward and uncomfortable you are when talking to people, or is it just me?

[herbgerblin]

One small upside of having to wear a mask everywhere: I can grin like an idiot while listening to TAZ without being judged. It's such a relief

it is! also I have read SO much fic when im out because I can be like :D and not feel self conscious about it

[swan--writes]

anyone else worried that, if we ever stop wearing masks, your smile is gonna be freakish bc of how much effort you have to put into showing people you're smiling under your mask?

[swan--writes]

i want my home to be a gathering place for my friends

i want my found family dropping by whenever they need a safe place to land

i want people coming by when they need some quiet time, or to snuggle my cats, or when they have a specific baked good craving

i want a salad bar that spans two full rooms

i want people playing instruments and writing songs in my kitchen

i want my friends to wake up early and sit in the quiet in my backyard and wait for me to find them

i want no hiding in my home

i want no shame in my home

[swan--writes]

farmers markets

thyme

sweater sleeves that cover your hands

snow-covered pines

pastel-dyed hair

beeswax candles

soft, sparkling midwinter snow

cushioned window seats

closet nests

open fields in summer

scottish musicians singing softly

fresh haircuts

mystery novels

older folks who always smile at you

brown eyes

warm blankets for cold rooms

somebody nuzzling the back of your neck

cozy pillows

people singing as they walk down the street

early morning rain

bay windows

soft guitar strumming

sunlight streaming onto hardwood floors

ice cream at midnight

24 hour diners

children's cartoons