I love my life (Patreon)

I wrote this journal entry/ poem a day or two ago when I was happy. I feel happy and have natural highs for a few moments of each day. Sometimes the moments of peace feel longer than others. I usually feel high highs and low lows throughout each day. Stabilizing more as time moves. Goods outliving and overshadowing anxiety and fear, yet they are still there. Tears of extreme happiness and sadness overwhelm me, transitory moments as I’m trapped in this eternal liminal space —

I love my life

I love going back and forth to ny

The contrast of the grey cages

Concrete jungle

Pressed against a recent memory of palm

Trees and sea salt

The mountains and desert out west

Always calling

Meeting beautiful people

Following and falling into the Magick

Unknowns around every corner

Space will be my home

New music

Trapped emotions

Constantly being expressed

Tears draining my body of water

Salt

Through movement and memories

Space will be my home

Theres nothing like listening to music while moving down the streets of ny

Inspiration hits every time

It’s everywhere

Colonize my heart

Craving that lust

I feel held in the chaos

The hardship

The pain and grief

Reminding me I’m human

Nothing feels better than feeling

Human

Space is my home

(Photos from past few daze and weeks)