'The Fog'
I gave up.. I stopped pretending I wasnt in constant consort with nature. That she asked the trees to tell me about the sunset so I would go and see it .
That she told the wind to tell me I'd need a jacket
I stopped pretending I didnt see and hear and I started taking her advice
And it felt like a relief.
Stopped resisting the love
The help
the comfort.
I started saying thanks
How can I help
Him
i spilled pasta in my backpack and got so mad that i made a traumacore edit about it
On its own
Blossom Buddy
Rocked me to sleep..fully recommend