my week in objects (mostly).

mixtapes, squash soup, and stripey tights.

1. this how-to.

{but really the whole nephew-made magazine.}

2. these tights.

{and the kid who agreed to wear them.}

3. this soup.

{even though it was rejected by my children.}

4. these hydrangeas.

{and drying them.}

5. these vitamins.

{because i never regret decanting.}

other things:

here’s what i know.

how do i explain the language of my cells?

a desperate hope to hoard love for the future. (via

Alicia Kennedy

)

Things things?” I’d asked. “Or, like, emotional baggage?

a little ping of panic.

there’s always a next thing, a little something more.