currently sitting at stardust.
drinking a glass of pinot.
there’s a lump in my throat that’s been making it hard to swallow and speak
and my eyes are itchy.
i can feel the curls of darkness swirling around my feet, slowly but surely, making it’s way up to my mind again.
i hate that i’ve never been able to fully express my feelings right the first time.
when it most counts.
