thoughts i jot down while i'm organizing the shit out of my room:

in the last few days i've realized i like mouthwash more than i thought i did

and that sometimes its okay for things to be unclear, but that we should call it "murky" because it sounds like there's beauty behind it

dear michael,

i think of your song like a little blanket.

message decoded.

i'm also thinking about making my room into a gallery.

do you need space to put your work?

i wish pilsen was a little closer

now for a little to do list:

message summer camp

knit a scarf for carlos and kathy

gas bill

things i'm inspired by:

the inside lining of my purse

conversations with michael

organizing my room

string

triangles

coffee mornings/nights