train station sunrise 🌞
They grow so fast, they grow so fast, they grow so fucking fast
There’s a bag of insulation in the corner and I’m pretty sure the closet is still full of scrap boards but for the first time since high school, it’s my very own room.
morning coffee and a letter awaiting, orders to ship, and a kid who wants to play the millionth game of uno and do water colors and sip my coffee while giving a piercingly long concert. All I want to do is read the letter and do my work and drink my own coffee. And then I read the letter and I’m reminded how fleeting these years are. And so we paint and laugh and the rest, I’ll get to… eventually.
testing out a new table (It’s not the table of my dreams but it’s closer)
Thinking of all the gathering, zine making, painting, learning, problem solving, and life that will happen in this spot.