EVERYTHING YOU WANT TO DO

WRITE. DRAW. COLLAGE.

Tell me your plans <3

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Sub #1:The Thoughts of Not Knowing

i wrote a poem in 2022 that still holds true. it goes the following:

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enough for the long night, the early
mourning

shuffling along, little steps. leaving the cap off and letting it dry
out

there is so much dialogue yet nothing is really being said or
understood between the lips
being licked and cheeks being chewed til’ you taste blood and
shut up

plans plans plans, the word itself gets me stressed out and i haven’t even begun to tell you about ’em. i’m not a fan, never have been. always been a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants type girl. the older i get the more i realize that i should be making some type of five to ten year plan, but i used to not think i’d even be around that long. but that was five, ten years ago. i’m older now, and i plan on sticking around for longer than i used to. so i’ll start with some easy plans, something i can accomplish and feel good about. making dinner, reading a chapter of a new book, calling my mom finally. maybe i’ll go for a walk later, maybe i’ll rewatch Breaking Bad with Cole. we’re moving this coming spring, 2026, probably to Chicago. stay in KC, move, stay in KC, move, stay in KC, move… it’s been a topic we keep going back and forth on for over a year. plans scare me, they make me feel as though i’m not in control because plans never turn out how you want them to, unless by divine intervention or extremely calculated moves, neither of which have ever come easily to me. not little ol’ me.
me? i’m okay with the thoughts of not knowing, and i’ll do what i can every day to feel at ease with the crushing weight of the world, responsibilities, tasks, work, relationships, and whatever else may be on my mind that day until i get to a place where i can handle something larger than a daily to-do list.

peace out

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Sub #2: my little box of aspiration

i am a historically anxious gal who tends to be overzealous with how much i can achieve at once. while still working on it, i’ve made a greater effort to let go of the anxious ambition of hustle culture, and trade it for a softer kind of ambition. this includes paring back the noise of what i think i should be doing, and listening to what i actually want to do. so with that, here is a small list of artistic hobbies as of late:

– wardrobe styling on photoshoots
– creating fun little videos and lookbooks for my styling social media account
– scrapbooking on my living room floor while i watch tv
– reading autumnal books to go with the season

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next on my list
– opening up my new sewing machine to start up cycling clothes again