and old things
are swept away.
I'm wondering how it is my thoughts keep time with the geography and actions of my body, I feel as if there are two separate worlds spinning inside me, and their axis are colliding and fusing.
I make decisions and change them, I make resolutions and break them. I'm wondering if you can still love me after all of this.
I have layers upon layers of self and they're peeling and rusting and rebuilding, all at the same time. the result is a person that is fragile, fantastical, broken, and beautiful.
thought: today is the three year anniversary of katiebridg.diaryland.com. three years. that's a lot of sleeping and waking, a lot of eating, running, reading, moving, changing. I've catalogued these years of my life and sometimes it seems so foreign to me. like today.
do you ever hear what the stars are saying?
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