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December 12th, 2021

I worry a lot about being an unreliable narrator especially to myself. Remembering constellations of experiences and emotions the brightest ones drowned out the rest and leave you with a simplistic but not overly nuanced understanding of the landscape

How I interpret something today is maybe not what really happened but is that bad? Maybe it's only bad when my judgment leaves my own head and escapes into the world

The magic of wild feeling

Let my space have an extreme scent, in either direction

Let my space get musty

Let my space become cluttered