

THE OCEAN IS MADE OF DROPS
Never thought i'd be sitting in the middle of a pandemic. This week we have all been waking up to what feels like a horrible movie. Folding individual receipts continues and somehow helps me sort through the spinning thoughts in my head. If these receipts could speak to my anxiety right now, I think they'd be reminding me that I like being home. I dream about having time alone. I fantasize about tidying up my house and I actually fold paper on a regular basis just to thi