Springfield, MA

I was told to journal about my feelings. To identify the things that made me

feel good, alive, and human.

Flowers are one of those things. I keep fresh flowers on my kitchen table.

I garden. I notice them everywhere I go. The vibrant colors.

The unique petal shapes. The sad way a sunflower bows it's head at night

and wakes up cheerfully in the morning.

Northampton, MA.

I love old things. Old people. Books. Cars. Buildings. Shoes.

Anything that looks worn. Anything that has a story to tell.

Old things give me hope, that maybe I will get better with age.

That maybe there's something out there that will last forever.