I was thinking of giving up talking to my past life like well the ocean isn't a bad place to die at least when I heard "hi" and looked up and then it all made sense and I'm keeping the rest to myself for now

Literally had to have the perfect birthday this year to get me right to where I had to be at the perfect moment even if I was just sobbing 20 minutes prior because I didn't want to be away from my cats and I was scared and hating myself for chasing my souls journey and not understanding why

Meeting a person's soul first is the most insane thing ever I had such a unique experience all around and then us physically meeting was perfect like holy shit this son of a bitch crafted my life like a narrative and of fucking course he did cocky little bastard (I'm talking about my soul)

It makes me feel disgusting but I need to be selfish to do right by my child

My ADHD chaos made me get "lost" in the wrong part of the city at the right time and I'm so happy that happened (I had that happen several times actually)(like when I saw the ghost I wanted to be tripping on the beach but instead I was on the Harbor Walk sober minus less than a full bowl of weed)

And you'll be able to understand your deepest desires better and suddenly those perfect moments align because you're finally taking action for yourself (but it's a bitch to get there so don't forget to appreciate the smallest things)

They're used to me coming home smelling like a forest