my week in objects (mostly).

1. these tulips like yellowed pages in an old book.

{in the very best kind of way.}

2. these strings.

{for kind of staying put.}

3. this little mess.

{because sometimes messes are pretty.}

4. this pen.

{for resurfacing.}

5. this little brass cleat.

{for being just what we needed to keep this new cord in place.}

asymptotic.

how much money means you don’t have to worry?

they put love and respect into action.

even the people i love most are gonna die, and they could die before me. which is just bullshit.

winter morning in the mountains.

i am just your average tool who has slowly learned to accept that her time on this planet is limited.

because tomorrow it won’t be so fresh.