Day 453.

In the kitchen.

Day 452.

I am not woman or man. I am not lover or beloved. I am not the wind, not the stone. I am not water nor air.

I am not perfect nor imperfect. I am not my sorrow nor my joy. I am not what you see nor am I what you imagine. I am not what you desire and I am not what you've decided I am.

I am not here, but I am not invisible.

Day 451.

Well, there I go, looking like I've been crying again. Everything comes full circle. You can't avoid anything. Sometimes it all comes back to the beginning all at once. Sometimes all of your heartbreak rushes into your body and you've gotta just let it ride.

Day 450.

Day 449.

Me and Robert Burns.

Day 448.

Day 447.

I am so so so so so so held. I am supported and loved and saved. Nothing is unsolvable. I can always ask for love and get it. Fuck. I love these people.