She laid in bed staring at the clouds from her window. What a comfy cozy spot to be in. Her pillows cupped her body like a gentle hug, her knee lay elevated for it fucking sucks and is in pain constantly. She just never says a word about it. The cool breeze fell upon her face and made her curly locks dance a bit. The palo santo burning crackles and pops as it wards off any ill will or negativity sent her way. She smiled to herself as she thought about him. “I hope he’s having a beautiful day too.”
She lay there thinking about what projects she could work on next. The first thing she wanted to do was restring one of her favorite bracelets, then draw, then finish laundry, but first! She must have a snack, a coconut water, and Jalapeño cheddar Hippeas.😊
