But now when I do it, it’s normal, and a symptom of my commitment to minimalism.
“Normal”. Huh. Anyways my year-long no-new-clothes ban is going well. Had to buy new shoes for work, but that’s allowed. Haven’t cheated since I got a hat and tank top from Minneapolis consignment store gina + will, which was over a month ago. Regret the hat, but the tank top is black and simple and therefore I’ve been using it every weekend or so.
Two days until our two year anniversary. More than half of that has been long-distance.
Might have to move there. I’m so tired of the loneliness.
Have been feeling scattered, perhaps because I have been preparing to be perpetually homeless as of yesterday. Maybe also because the majority of my heart is in Delhi and I’m here. Or the fact that I couldn’t get shifts for September and am contemplating OTHER OPTIONS. Such as moving to Minneapolis, thus breaking my heart into more chunks and attempting to transfuse into new soil / or concrete.
I regret the lack of continuity in the post.
I really don’t care enough to fix it.