Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
I need to be alone for certain periods of time or I violate my own rhythm.
I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
I am a feminist. I’ve been female for a long time now. I’d be stupid not to be on my own side.