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@zephersspace
May 2026
The past month has gone without me properly realizing. I have mainly worked on a book I hated for my thesis but that is fortunately done. I did get a lot of time in the garden as well as reading on the balcony. I ate a lot of berries and spent time with the dog. So honestly despite everything I can say I have been a happy hobbit.
Nothing like a good pastry and capuccino🥐
Sometimes life’s just too much.
Marcel Proust, from a story featured in "The Complete Short Stories of Marcel Proust," originally published in 2001
"Spring", Vahan Teryan (translated by metamorphesque)
Thinking with your heart.
[DO NOT REPOST]
i like the phrases "it's not for me," "it's not my thing," and "i'm not the target audience" because they're the most concise way to express "this thing that you enjoy has merits but idgaf about it" without being aggressive
you can cross stitch whatever you want. no one will stop you
Busy weekend
hey quick PSA but “reading before bed to wind down” only works if you’re normal about books btw. if you aren’t you are going to end up awake at 2:52am after finishing the whole book just trust me on this one
There have been moments when I dream about you. When my mind wanders to your name, to your existence.
There have been times when I dream about talks that didn't (or couldn't) have a place between us. Laughs that didn't happen; that are not going to happen.
There are times when I'm curious about all the whys: why did you leave? Why did you come back? Why are you still here? Why? Why? Why?
And there are times when I'm content with my guesses. Guessing you're ok. Guessing you're happy. Guessing you still are.
There have been times. And there still are some times. And there will still be times in the future when I wonder about you, when I wander to your memory in my mind, when I try to guess what your life looks like...
And that's really it. I wanted to give this a final. A quirky, smart, nice-sounded final. But that's the thing of your existence in my life. You just seem to not have one.
One costume is never enough🧛💀🎃
wild and free.
