The Crow and the Son of the Sun
Admonish your own self and your own soul. If you won’t then who will? If you don’t control it then who will?
Mo Anam Cara, Mo Anam Catha
Tonight went very well. I had a restless day. So much to do, so much to be anxious about.
I’ve found, perhaps, a new balance. Unabashed honesty without guilt can be a very good and bad thing. But bad ideas just feel so good.
I’ve found a way to be healthy, to hurt less. maybe.
I also saw Guardians of the Galaxy and grabbed a drink with (most) all my friends! And I felt better than I have in a very long time.
ANd now I’m inspired to write after all this block.
I’m going to play my life by ear for a while or forever.
I told him it’s because I swallow glitter to make my insides prettier.
I thought it was funny.
I can’t sleep until I write out a to do list:
make coffee and breakfast
call doctor to follow up on insurance stuff
start new journal because i’ma fucking idiot andlost my old one
maybe go to that bookstore with the handsome cashier and buy a new journal if youcan’t find one at home.
maybe think about buying music
watch a movie?
figure out my apartment’s internet for next month
4:00pm appointment, more coffee
don’t be a pathetic fuck
maybe see movie withKiko
ordon’t get home, go out
don’t sing, i’m a terrible singer
research something dumb online
don’t think about him
“they called her witch because she knew how to heal herself.”