so recently, i decided to become a vegetarian. not because i’m against eating meat. if someone were to give me an extremely graphic, detailed account of the process through which a cow is slaughtered, butchered, packaged, and shipped off to awaiting carnivores demanding steak and filet mignon (whatever that is), i would have chomped on my burger and said “MMM delicious dead cow in my...
things that make me smile
1. my luverlies. without them, my life would be boring indeed. 2. the smell of new books. there’s something about that slightly chemical-y scent that makes me happy. maybe it’s the possibilities a new book holds. maybe i’m just weird. 3. the smell of old books. there’s something about that musty scent that reminds me of rainy days spent curled up on a sagging couch,...
first (the sixth)
while i’ve promised myself i would keep a journal for years (and made quite a few sad attempts to follow up on this promise, as proven by the mostly empty diaries laying abandoned in the back of my closet), i’ve never actually succeeded in doing so. maybe this one will work out. maybe.