35. i once imagined an ornate set of events happening today. i kept getting hurt hitting ceilings, and while i’ve always been an ambitious person, i’ve always felt small. after all, giants see nothing in a mirror. so how does one observe then? it’s dangerous work to rely solely on the opinions of a public. in the past year figuratively and very much quite literally i had to learn how to walk again. baby steps. now a profound wealth of dynamic love exists that i’m somewhat anxious to enjoy, knowing how hard-fought and elusive it once was. for that same reason i must enjoy it. generations of women before me never knew my existence was possible and fought for it anyway. currently, i am in bed. my partner just called and asked what i want to do. i need to figure out which record to play while i attempt to finish this giant kitchen project. i need to study for work. i need this pollen to stop. i want to get rid of this moth in my room. and if you’re reading this, i want you to love yourself. happy monday.