i've made it through spring without once paying attention.

the river was restless today.

it wouldn't shut up.

maybe i just loved you entirely too much.

that's why i am crying.

i saw on tv a house in the woods with a porch and made of logs and i got butterflies because i knew one day i'd have one.

i'm drinking lots of tea in hopes that i'll live forever.
i want to see everything.

ps: friends only? if people ever find this.