Ev 🫧✨

The sun was so yellow that morning.
Am I allowed to romanticize
the light through the haze?

I just took a call at work from an AI bot. It was my first experience interacting vocally with AI that almost sounded human… can someone tell me how to wash my brain? I feel so gross now.

I wish for legs that can follow where I know to go. I wish for hands to hold this purpose.

I am taking the first step.

I crave slow moments. Nothing pressing the moments to pass, nothing cooling my tea too fast. Just the sun, taking its time, and the sky idly shifting its blue.

Peace is a magnet, and I am a compass needle.

Can’t decide what to buy on Prime Day?

Try: absolutely nothing, and then go support indie bookstores instead 📚