#watch beneath

[mumblelard]

this particular fog, obscuring the lake and the hills beyond, may be the one that slowly consumes the tattered fragments of this world but probably it will just burn off soon or i used to be somewhere but now i am somebody else

since the last time, i dreamt about an empty pool covered in translucent rafts that had been filled with the glitter from snow globes

clarice has lot's to say this week, i wish ruth would decide to bloom again

yesterday, i had to throw away a half bag of spinach that went bad before i could eat it, and i feel a manageable but real amount of grief about it

soon, i'm going to walk to the library in the rain