my friend sent me a pumpkin pie link and that was all it took to unleash a surge of repressed actions. i feel ready to dash through topanga on harvest-arrangement-collecting hike, string up some popcorn, link some paper chains, and stir some whiskey into a bubbling vat of spiced cider.
i love holidays when i have a reason to! that's something stupendous to look forward to: a future where family and a home want me to help make things special again.
that was my role from about the age of 6 to 16.