I woke from disconcerting dreams with my hands covered in paper cuts I can't explain. Ballet is making me think about my body as more than just a vessel for my brain, a means of getting from point A to point B.
And it was cold today, as I'm sure you know. Winter weather, Thisanjali has said, makes you remember times when you felt warm.
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2 comments:
i said that? the things you tuck away in your memory x
it is cold! i need to find more cardigans and organize cuddle-sessions with people in preparation for the grueling ohio winter months to come.
amma picked a bunch of our eggplants, butternut squash, and chili peppers. she plans on making a lot of curry with it. we'll be eating it till june.
ps. miss you, come visit you? YES YES YES
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