i've been away too long.

getting back into creative spaces has made me feel so incredibly out of touch with people. little triggers, meaningless things. simple words. they make me recoil in something like pain. there doesn't seem to be a pattern to the madness, it's only what my brain thinks it hates in the moment.

what it's afraid of. what it doesn't have.

i am tired of being miserable. creation sparks at my fingertips and i want to power the world. i want to make everyone happy.



i need to make myself once more in order to do that.