honestly...it’s ok to just use your skills on yourself! sewing clothes only you to wear, making art to hang up in your own personal area, singing and recording songs for you only to listen to...like not everything has to be for other people’s consumption!
I feel like the start of an oil painting just getting down my right colors before starting with detail. Everyone is trying to be transcendent. I’m trying to avoid a sunburn. I’m feeling like a wasp has crawled its way under my eyelid and is telling me where to look. Up at the sun. I’ve googled cadmium at least ten times and still don’t remember what it means. Ok so it’s chemical - my mind always replaces it with red. Why aren’t we all just feeding each other cake all the time? We could be feeding each other cake right now drizzled in sugar and rolling in grass and tablecloth. (Can we please just breathe and exchange favorite words?) (Mine is love, I know it’s stupid.) Like spitting the color of your heart directly in my mouth. I don’t find it off-putting. I think we’re all a little allergic to one thing or another.