is it better to run into past lover looking beautiful and not carrying giant pieces of wood or looking like shit and carrying giant pieces of wood? the latter is what happened. moving is so hard more on the mind than on the body because you are forced to look at every tiny thing you've ever had in your life and find a new place for it which means you have to microdose every tiny experience you've had in your life. my purple lunch (purple rice, roasted beets, roasted purple sweet potatoes, black lentils, and pickled onions). joe at the hardware store is fed up with me he's tired of my shit. Invited some funny faces to the lunar new year party, see you there.