I did ballet my whole life because my grandmother was a professional ballerina many years ago. I first smelled my signature fragrance on a guy whose clothes I took off once or twice. I wouldn't be such a massive Arctic Monkeys fan if my friend hadn't surprised me with their AM cd 11 years ago because she thought I would like it. She passed almost five years ago, but I thank her every day for that thoughtful gift. Sometimes I fix things with masking tape how my late grandfather used to, and I have an A Clockwork Orange keychain since he loved the soundtrack.
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Lately anxiety is not helping much, and Iām constantly drained due to exams coming up.
I miss my family. I miss myself.
This made me reflect on the fact that Iām still here, and alsoā¦we are such precious creatures. We diminish ourselves, but everything we touch we influence. We are way more powerful than we think we are.
Anyway, letās see what we have here:
ā¢ a fraction of āTHE wallā: from left to right two postcard I bought last summer at the MusĆ©e des Beaux Arts in Bruxelles (āGeorgetteā by Magritte, a pic of Magritte himself, on the bottom a quote I found in a fortune cookie, then a quote I found in a āBacio Peruginaā a chocolate treat that is very well known here in Italy, on top of Magritte two Js as you can see (this is a CRAZY story), then on a post-it a quote of a thing I wrote in a sort of essay, then a poem that my best friend wrote for me, another fortune biscuitās quote, a post-card from a place in Italy called āSacro Boscoā (Sacred Wood, also know as āParco dei Mostriā = Monsterās Park), itās an old black and white photo of a young boy grazing the sheep š), two more post-its (one from roomies one from my mom). Yes I have a thing for post-itsā¦
ā¢ books I started and I never get the chance to finish because of uni (I really recommend though āWhatever arises love thatā by Matt Kahn aaaand to start educate urself on Palestine (if you havenāt already started you should, itās great) āMornings in Jeninā by Susan Abulhawa)
ā¢ Abat-jour, lamp, whatever you call her, with a ānecklaceā (bracelet I made with my granny when I was little, my wrist grew so the lamp suits it better as a lovely necklace), on top a sleep mask.
ā¢ a notebook (I love it, the red one), on top my two pairs of reading glasses.
ā¢ Forest green water bottle (very used, but I love her)
ā¢ A ceramic jewellery holder, which was of my beloved grandmother, with jewels I inherited from her š„ŗ
ā¢ a thing I use to store my bangles and bracelets (my little treasure, theyāre all vintage/inherited)
ā¢ one of my thousands of candles (I donāt know why they ease my anxiety) and mini Corto Maltese (in my opinion a masterpiece in the world of comic-strips) themed matches.
May 12, 2024
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felt bad that i left my keys out of my āin my bagā, because this jellycat keyring Iāve had since I was around 5 is so precious to me. He protects my keys and brings me joy. Heās getting pretty knackered but he helps me remember that I get more joy out of using something daily than preserving it in a box. To be loved is to be changed!
Mar 5, 2024
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when it mixes with the mashed potatoes after touching it.. like a beautiful marriage...
Nov 24, 2024
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double feature it with guess or any other song about underwear
Nov 23, 2024
Read this for my first ever writing class at NYU 5 years ago and I haven't stopped thinking about it since. It was the first time I felt so seen when reading an essay. It's from 2015, but I think this is such a timeless read on solitude.
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