if you wished upon a star, and the star came careening towards you, what then, what then would you do? #showerthoughts
hello, weary traveler. you look like you could use a nice, hot beverage.
sit, sit, while i grace you with my infamous hospitali-tea. aha .. ha. ha. ha. ~
now that i have you mesmerized by my awkward humor, where to start? ah, perhaps we’ll begin from the opening of my eyes upon a new day … ｡♪°❀𖡎;༊𓍯𓂃
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ today, i awoke late, after a night full of intense, vivid dreams. i lay there processing them for a while … there were sentry bots: spherical, with multiple cameras pointed outward in different directions to spy upon the world. the site of one of them—floating through the air like a bubble on the breeze—filled me with terror. the future was dystopian, but it was beautiful (much like the now).
ଘ(´•×•)⊃⁄☆.•° ✿ °•。there were fireflies at twilight, over a sparkling, splashing river. their beauty mesmerized me … & there were people from my past, crowding me, demanding my attention be cast onto long unresolved problems. woof. ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡
my dreams have always been vivid, lifelike, complex. i went a while without remembering my dreams, but lately, they’ve been all-consuming … lingering long after i wake.” (｡•́︿•̀｡)
after i fiiiiiinnnnaaaaally dragged myself from the comfort of bed (and the lingering remnants of dreamland), i made a cup of coffee. this seems like a pretty typical morning (or in my case, afternoon) activity, sure … except i haven’t made myself a cup of coffee in several months. true, i added too much sugar but … all in all, it was quite satisfying.
now, here is another day. and now, like everyday, i am so grateful to be alive. here at the compound (this is what we have affectionately named the hodgepodge of dwellings underneath the radio tower where we reside), we are surrounded by railroad tracks.
this means that, at all hours of the day and night, there are train noises to be heard. this happens to be one of my favorite sounds in the whole wide world. .-‘🚂-‘.
there is another sound … other than the train …… THE GRUMBLING of my tummy!!! (っ´ཀ`)っ
hold on. let me just .. gotta go wrangle up some ingredients for dinner …
you sit there, in one of the co-captain’s chair of the rv, sipping on your cup of tea, waiting for my return. the longer you wait, the more you wonder why you’re here. not here in the home of the fanciest of trash pandas … but here. existential thoughts plague your brain.(｡﹏｡”)
suddenly, a cat appears, pulling you out of your reveries. it was hiding in one of the many cat holes available to it. its green eyeballs peer menacingly at you from its inky black voidness. it perches in the captain’s chair, asserting dominance. the clock ticks.
another cat emerges from yet another cat hole. she is the tiniest and most violent of calicos. she screams a war cry as she jumps onto the dash, pouncing onto the random assortment of stringed instruments. the clock tocks.
aaaaaaaand, i’m back. hope the army of cats didn’t disturb you too badly. DOWN KARL, THAT’S MY SEAT!
a wizard with long curly dark brown hair emerges from the back of the rv, grumpily. he gets straight to work. he boils water for the instant hash browns. he goes to pop the tab on the first can of off-brand spam, fails. he tries for the second can.
“dammit!” he shouts. “well, there’s more than one way to skin a spam,” he offers, reassuringly (probably). he grills up the dollar tree spam, shaking his butt to the soothing tones of wonderwall.
the mysterious wizard heats up some sausage gravy to further entice you. he offers you a plate. “our finest china!” he exclaims. you take it, graciously (probably).
so, anyway, where was i? ah, yes. yesterday, i intended to go through a couple totes, pull out some of my merchandise, photograph it, and post it to my new shop page. (˶˃⤙˂˶)
well. that turned into bringing ALL of my totes out to the ambulance (ah, yes, that is where my art studio is located) & deciding to unpack ALL of them at once in an attempt to organize my merch and over a decade’s worth of art supplies. (ᵕ> ᴗ <)’ …
after transporting all of my totes from where they were in the storage building to where they are now crowding the ambulance, i unpacked two totes. (⊙ _ ⊙ ) (i’m not claustrophobic; you’re claustrophobic.)
whew. i have a lot of work before me for today and likely … the next few days. bahahaha.
wish me luck, lmao. ദ്ദി (ᵒ̴̶̷᷄﹏ᵒ̴̶̷᷅)
*stares blankly at you*
why are you still here? didn’t you hear? i have work to do. shoo, shoo.
come back for another totally not bizarre or awkward hang sesh & next time i will show you penny the ambulance (probably) ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎
xoxo Willow Silverayne
p.s. who told you i have adhd?!
⛦𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤⛦ 