there's no way to temper your thirst/with lasting impressions or pictures of home/there's no way to grow that don't hurt

struggle, struggle, struggle - grow.

i feel like a plant that's furiously trying to shrink back into its seedpod. the goosebumps don't go - it's too cold.

i love everything about autumn except living in a condo that doesn't have a functional heater. thank god we're moving soon.

it was time to bring the plants in last night...seems silly to give them designated spaces when we're just going to be packing up in a few days. then again, seems unfair to lump them all in a corner...plants have feelings, too.