People have told me that my hair is getting browner.
I woke up today hopeful. To laugh until your fingers go numb…what a luxurious problem. There is a shift in weight, in love. It has been a while.
In a weird place.
Learning how to love and how to be okay with potentially being different than what I thought I was.
Learning how to take in summer nights, how to eloquently use the english language, and how to listen.
One of my favorites.
New thrifted dress that I have to destroy and if I hypothetically had a really cool pixie-ish hair cut.
watching dead poet society to look at boys in well fitted blazers and cute glasses. What. Also learning how to teach and inspire.
Did one of my students in my writing class just submit a fanfic between me and another teacher? Did this just happen? WHAT AM I READING.