scratches the same itch as yearn/yearning… I’ve must’ve used it daily for months… invokes a sort of feeling of sadness at the beauty of it all… the word itself sounds like a sigh… sometimes I like to put on a ballet or an opera late at night and just get wistful with it… watching jeopardy and getting wistful at how complex and broad the world is… this world is no place for a wistful white boy…
Cut & paste & cut & paste hell yeah
Pictured: collage I made yesterday while a local band of old men were living out their glory days playing the blues in the background
She is a self taught baker w the most whimsical cakes— I came across her tiktok when she was showing her collection of mustards. I’m a fan <3
Pictured here is her latest cake
I ran a mile 2 a coffee shop. Walked back with an iced honey lavender latte and saw a very cool spider. The baristas were very nice. It's like a REWARD.
