no, really

She's the smoke
She's dancin' fancy pirouettes
Swan diving off of the deep end
Of my tragic cigarette
She's steam
Laughing on the windowpanes
The never-ending swaying haze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
Oh, that ever smiling maze
A ballet

My song of the day: "Thank You" by Courtney Marie Andrews, of course.

Yeah. Who? Who what? Who is you.
You know. You will for sure.

Smile for a while.
Don't worry.
I'm glad I've been given your comforting.

I lost the back to my right earring.
My diamond one. Fake diamond, but nice to fill the space. I didn't want to keep the safety pin.
My left one is a pearl. A fake pearl. But, like the diamond, nice.
I made some lovely sugar cookies tonight. I plan on distributing them.
Hopefully I can repeat the process tomorrow in Spanish.
I have to go translate that recipe.
I'm exhausted.

Goodnight.
I love you, Felix. Don't let yourself forget it.