today i woke up anxious, gotta work gotta work, because i push it all backwards as late as i can  so that i dont have to do it most days and can relax with my friends. i dont know what other method there is, chipping away doesn’t feel right  and i never feel done until there’s nothing

last night i wrote a love letter to a planet i’ve never been to, wondering what would be happening there and imagining the details. i created a world out of nothing and watched it grow, and watched it survive and protected it