There is nothing more intimate than the inside of someone’s room, literal or metaphorical. The brain folds that harbor thoughts awakened by smells and tastes, drawers filled with worn sweaters and gifts from lovers, and beds of poppies and thorns that one goes to sleep on at night stirred in the morning by a stray prong that must be dealt with during the daytime.
The Sunday Scaries are a ritualistic experience in my room, and reading on Sunday nights has helped immensely with it all. This newsletter will publish on Sundays ONLY so that you have something in your inbox to consume on those existential Sunday nights.
Welcome to my room in all its mess and love, come inside to see its workings ✧˚ ⋆｡🏠︎
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