me: omg are we drifting? we’re drifting. I don’t know what is happening in your life. I’m so out of touch. We don’t know each other anymore. What is our friendship?
nostalgic softness – faded pictures in floral albums, a hug from a relative you haven’t seen in a long time, collected greeting cards, baby clothes, playing make-believe, dusty chalk on your hands and knees, stuffed animals that are visibly loved, the smell of old perfume, dreams confused with memories
rainy day softness – the faint glow of a gray sky, reading in bed, warm cups of tea or coffee, a deep breath that fills your lungs, dog-eared pages, fuzzy socks, candlelight, opening the windows to smell the rain, throw blankets
lonely softness – ordering tea for one, people watching from the sidelines, writing observations in a travel-sized notebook, a keen sense of memory, studying body language, music played in headphones, going to see a movie by yourself, watching the world from the window of a vehicle
familiar softness – the feeling of your childhood home, a favourite song coming on the radio, the handwriting of a loved one, dialogue from films that are forever engraved in your memory, the theme song of an old favourite show, driving down a well-known route, being together for the holidays
as a procrastinating overachiever i feel like i don’t necessarily “half-ass” things, it’s more like a “3/4 ass”. like overall did i do pretty well? yeah. did i reach my maximum potential though? i think the fuck Not.
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