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Here And There But Also There And Here
Time to write something super happy. Maybe there’s mold in my home making me feel like the world hates me. Or maybe it’s my lack of wanting to be alone. But I don’t even know if it’s that. It’s just the weird feeling as if I somehow don’t belong because I haven’t been contributing enough to the world. Like my worth is based off of how much I have been creating. And to keep it the most abuck with you all. I haven’t been using my brain nearly as enough as I should. I’ve been in this perpetual state of just filling my days with things todo to make me…
