Today I went outside and out of nowhere, I smelt my grandma. It wasn’t like an oh that smell reminds me of her. It was a 100% her. So much so that my eye began to water. Idk why I smelt her but I’m glad she was there. Even if it was the briefest moment. ❤️

I’ve realized I’ve become very bitter for feel good Netflix/hallmark Christmas movies this year. Real life doesn’t work this way. No one actually wants to help the small business. And there’s no fuckin way 30,096 dollars is actually going to help a business that’s 30,000 in debt.

Things/places don’t hold the memory, you do. You have the memory.

New year new me is probably gonna be a thing. 😑

Murder Mysteries + fish sticks + mac and cheese + a cider = damn near the best afternoon ever.

Things I’ve learned from Murder Mystery shows:
- I am smarter than all the detectives.
- People who murder just to murder are the worst people.
- People who murder for money are the second worst people.

Frozen pipes = telling my body I don’t have to poop when really I do need to poop. 💩

Finally taking down Christmas. 🥳 but also 😢

Things I wanted to be when I grew up:
- architect
- interior designer
- meteorologist

What I turned out to be:
- pot head florist who on occasion gets drunk.

💐

Person: “can you make mac and cheese for this party?”
Me to self: “which of these six bomb ass recipes should I use?” 😅

Farthest I've been:

North: Seattle, WA
South: St Thomas, USVI
East: Boston, MA
West: Cannon Beach, OR