i was asked if i had any bread by a specter with a hunting knife on the corner of bushwick and halsey. my friends say it’s because i was reading a book at night.
regardless, i said i seriously did not have any, and he just walked away.
photo for reference
correspondences, drafts, deleted emails, notes app, manifestation journals.. either you do it, or you want to— so screw being a dreamer and start being a do-er
