it was a year in march, and we still haven't scattered my dad's ashes this man i love being terrified of real love the wonder that is l scrumblecake self sabotage coffee starting anew and impostor syndrome i haven't been to temple in a really long time trust hard chance the rapper anxiety not being a grown-up what the fuck am i doing? friendships near and far. but mostly far. where do people go when they just drop off the face of the earth? are they with the missing socks? arraignment being present having not been carnivory laying it all down new orleans adventure vs stagnation false dichotomies just kidding i might not talk about all this stuff but these are the things that are on my mind, some of which i hope to come back to