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follow the butterflies — Keep pink flowers on your desk — Type streams of consciousness on the vintage typewriter — Ask for signs — Stay open to possibilities — Slow down — create art in the midst of the chaos &mda

I’m guilty. Hands up, red, and trying to be the cool girl again.

If I’m not cool for being a wild child then I’ll be cool for traveling the world solo, and if that falls through I’ll be cool for being the most colorful artis

god damn a lot of energy goes into running away
im naked laying on the floor
hair tangled mess
the dresser drawers open like steps
incense sticking out of the teapot spout, ash dropping
i make zero effort to clean it up
a part of me likes the mess of

I’ve been shaped by solitude
Raw gritty rubbing of my thoughts
And only my thoughts
Together
Interrupted by me only
When I wriggle away from what I know I must do
What I know I must feel
I write in ink for hours as the sunlight burns my shoulde

Is it going to be worth the money?

Isn’t that the question we sit with?

We want to scream, “FUCK YES, I’M IN.”
But we pause.

Can transformation happen in the middle of ordinary life?
Can I grow when conditions aren’t

I let my voice run wild in the woods today.

Creating from scratch is vulnerable. Don’t we all need a chance to unleash when no one’s watching?

A part of me is terrified of letting you see the other parts of me that normally hide —

Someone entrusted me with to a secret today.

And it’s safe, because my mother raised me to be a vault.

Since that conversation that felt almost psychedelic, I’ve been hovering around the house around all day — recording YouTube v

1600 words this morning
didn’t feel like it
did it
✌🏼
xo,
cha

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