#deardiary 04/02/25 - entering an editing blitz. must not emerge until a) 10 days b) spring c) the damn thing is complete. got bobble head Jesus dancing beneath the winter sun to cheer me on. took him from my car and stuck him in my kitchen where I’d see him each day. I always hated the dull grey speckle of this kitchen, and dancing plastic Jesus helps. also ‘cause I don’t have a car in London, so there’s that. spring is near and I fear I am alive again. going to use this app as some kind of diary like I always intended, because I like to share my life, and because I’ve taken a hiatus from YouTube while I give myself to other projects. made a coffee ‘cause the sun is out even though I know it’s bad for me, and it’s shrove Tuesday, so I should probably go to confession. I hope you’re well. sending my love to you always.
#deardiary 07/03/25 - I didn’t have much to say yesterday. Speaking in past tense. Dyed my favourite dress red and dyed everything else in my flat red, too, by accident, though I’d dye everything in the whole world red, if I could. Ate boiled eggs for breakfast and salmon for dinner because I gave up meat for Lent. Gave up yearning, too, though I feel the warmth of an imminent lapse ahead.