doomore

i need to get shit done.

i know i have friends, i can do that. now where's my substance?

time to lay the gridwork for some serious shit.

first on my list?

baking.

okay. after the baking. sewing. cleaning. reading. learning. making tiny differences.

i'm always reminded how fleeting and decisive first impressions are. i'm going to focus the energy i've recently been using to wonder about people and their interactions with me into productivity instead. so few people know me how i feel i am.

and so, we bake!

(and below... fuckin' story of my life. why don't i feel i ever have time for anything?)