what are you worth?

last night i found out what i was worth: three days of mourning.

i have made MANY mistakes in my life, and as i look back i realize that the vast majority of them resulted from my trying to hold on to people or things that i loved. well i guess i should smarten up, and learn my lesson already.

i am the only person who will never leave me, i am the only thing that can’t be taken away from me. honestly, that’s fine. i am building a redwood forest, and i am all i really need.

i am single now.

something to hold onto

happiness is:

clean skin, clean hair, clean clothes.

white sunlight, filtered through thin layers of cloud, brightening the pages of your book.

a soft, cushioned seat, and huge panes of glass separating you and your warm, cheap, delicious food from the evergreen trees and freshly fallen snow.

coming unstuck, and putting pencil to paper.

warm feet.