The world is heavy.

I used to write a lot, and I miss it. I've been meaning to do it more and have failed over and over. Not enough time, paranoid about breaking a rule, or saying the wrong thing, or saying something too loud. So, this is my attempt at accountability.

It's my birthday today, so this is my gift to me. A space to scream into a void, just a little bit. To say the things I want, even maybe sometimes the wrong thing. Probably mostly the wrong thing.

I'm also going to talk about, and post pictures of, plants.

Get it?

Monstera Adansonii

Rooted in Anarchy

I'm hilarious.

Before starting this, I had been thinking for a little while about how I might connect a few of my favorite things in a way that made sense, wasn't entirely too esoteric, and could maybe be a space where people who don't always feel like they can human very well, are able to relate and feel safe. As an angsty gen-xer, I miss the anonymous days of early blogging and little niche internet communities. I admit, building a community of weirdos is my dream.

Pilea Peperomioides

So here we are... welcome. Take a deep breath. You might need to, I find most people do. I'll try to be funny here sometimes, because you have to these days, but I will always be one hundred percent real. So it might get ugly sometimes. My goal is to balance that with pretty pictures from my indoor jungle and outdoor chaos garden. It's not therapy, but it is nice to look at, and that's not nothing.

Eschscholzia Californica