the worlds in my life are compartmentalized into ziploc bags. For the past few months i have existed in the Berkeley bag, re-breathing the same stale air. these past 8 days i climbed out of the Berkeley bag and dove into my Socal bag, where it turns out- a hub of my past exists. rewiring dormant circuitry that used to exist in your daily life-that's refreshing.
i guess i realized that i can seal the ziploc bags that contain worlds i don't like and hide them in a corner. deal with them later, maybe, when they are deflated.
currently in a wordless type of... hum de ho =[ i wish i could go back but at the same time I am actually looking forward to this summer in cupertino. I have something solid lined up, and i feel like there are a lot of things i could do in this town.
on another note. i've been having such a good hair week. yeeee i hope it stays
goodnight world <3
