Who can say where the road goes? 🛣️ Where the day flows? 🏞️ Only time ⏰ This year is starting off pretty tough. Lots of loss. Lots of collapse. 🥺 Everyone is trying to figure out what to do next. In this limbo. Do I move back home? Do I stay in bed? Popsicles for dinner again? It's hard to know who and what to trust. Where are we going? What will I do when I get there? Who's driving this thing? I don't think I'm supposed to know. I don't think I knew more before than I do now. I think I just thought I knew. What I do know tho is that when I get there, I'm gonna step off the plane looking hot 🥵 with new jokes 🤣 and new insight 🤔. I know that before I get there I'll have my drivers license, just like we always talked about. And when I get there I'll still be a chaotic queer. Curious. kinda slutty and kinda not. Honest with integrity and very black. That you can trust in. Because that's what we can do in this life. Find the things that hold true. The things that firm up the structure of our reality. And when everything else feels flimsy and inconsistent, you can rely on the wisdom and insight you earned in this life to help you keep your feet on the ground. Oh you haven't been earning wisdom? Well at least Ketamine is treating clinical depression now. So there's that. 😉 (RIP Betty White, RIP André Leon Talley, RIP uncle Thurman) 📸: @seanturingmcfly