liminality
on trusting you'll land where you need to be + pumpkin soup for wintry days
There were so many nights where I sat on the floorboards leant against the bookshelf wondering if the decision I had made was the right one. I was supposed to be sorting and packing books into boxes but instead I procrastinated like I commonly do when I’m stressed, and thought of all the reasons why selling everything we owned and spending our house dep…
