~ welcome to my journal ~
this is the digital home of my random
ramblings where I can freely write about
whatever comes to my migraine-plagued brain
or about the events that I would like to
hold onto for as long as I live.

this journal could also be
considered the more filtered version of
my physical journal (anything goes there), but
will also serve as a reminder to myself to write more.
thank ya to anyone bored enough to read my entries,
you're real ones, but also are you ok?? /j
~ 6/2/25 ~
I have felt such a strong surge of creativity
within myself lately. Since starting my website
and working on it bit by bit each day, I feel as
if the creative part of my brain (which was dormant
for too long) has awakened and is thriving. The
projects that I have been putting off for so long
now don't seem as daunting to me and actually give
me a rush of excitement and joy. I have been feeling
actual pure joy lately and I am deciding to not take
that for granted (since my year started off with a few
months of what I guess one could call a joy drought,
but I digress).
Last night I worked on one of the projects that I've
been putting off for a bit. I have been wanting to make
my own patches for my winter coat to give it a more crust
punk look, so I decided I would use some scrap fabric
that I had lying around and paint some designs on them.
The brushes that I have are shit, so it was difficult
to paint straight lines, but they got the job done.
I only made a few, but I plan on making more soon.
I will also embroider them onto my jacket when I
finish making them all. Here's a pic of them:



~ 5/29/25 ~
I have been enjoying the sound of the rain hitting
my window the past few days while I code. The rain
wasn't always a comfort of mine, I actually used to
be afraid of rainstorms (especially if there was
lightning and thunder). It was only within the past
few years that my appreciation for the rain has grown.
It's a bit strange to me because I don't have very many
fears or dislikes, so thinking about my dislike of the
rain makes little sense to me now. I guess my fear or
dislike was rooted in my fear of loud noises and the
sensory hell that is being soaking wet in the rain.
I still have sensory issues with being in the rain,
but I am now more aware of my sensory limits and
can chill in the rain for a bit now.