grace and space everybody fucks up everything is ephemeral sometimes you don't know better sometimes knowing better doesn't mean feeling better or doing better sometimes doing better, or even doing your best is invisible bad things happen to good people good things happen to bad people and it's a dangerous way to seek validation there are gardens of eden and seedy underbellies side by side, and in the same tiktok timeline--the ploughman keeps ploughing as icarus drowns maybe that productivity was hyper arousal maybe that day of staring at the ceiling was rest maybe there isn't a right move maybe you're just moving is that so terrible? grief, pain and bitterness have swallowed up amazing, brilliant people but look at your stubborn, leathery self you're still here refusing to be chewed like the beautiful rat hikikomori in a behavioral sink I love those rats |