my week in objects (mostly).

a tripod, a library card, a hardware-store drain stopper.

1. this tripod.

{for helping me take a headshot.}

2. this drain stopper.

{and realizing, duh, it could stick to the shower wall.}

3. this fabric scrap.

{and tearing it.}

4. these sweats.

{and the kid who changed into them.}

5. this library card.

{this week. every week.}

other things:

baroque and expensive parent-led rituals.

a shadow had revealed itself. (gift link)

cold weather food.

discrete as a battery, a source of energy to power the work that is writing.

why do I want that in my head? why did it get there?

clutching onto that quiet joy like a life raft.

i love you more than every second.