Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
the universe toys with me. i had a lovely weekend with my partner, went to the aquarium, botanical garden, bookshop, and had good food. always so happy to see my other half and be reminded what it feels like to hold the sun in my hands. on the drive home, a semi hits me. i spun several times, everyone keeps telling me how lucky i am to be alive. i was stranded at a gas station for 3 hours waiting for a tow home, i was 4 hours away. my anxiety is so immense, i feel like my spark has been obliterated. on top of it, my wallet went missing at the accident. i am dull and achy, yet i persist.