‘We pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely, if ever, crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up little by little’
S, King 1997 Wizard and Glass
"Green roofs like this one is what we were learning about in college today. Beautiful, sustainable, wholesome designs like these are what inspire me to become an architect, not the soulless concrete boxes we’re all so used to now. This is the kind of future I want to design. This is the kind of future I want to live in."
My type of therapy;;
is sometimes, hiking through snow to a the top of a mountain with a bunch of middle aged ladies I’ve never met and hearing sex stories of ‘senior citizens’
Listening to every album by The Killers on repeat
That’s all I got tonight.
full tank of gas, an entire day to myself. The wind blowing through my hair, ultraviolence on repeat. Driving alone on the open road, taking some well needed time for myself. Leaving everything I know behind me for just a few hours. Alone with my camera, a book and a pen. Let my mind explode on the pages, release thoughts I haven’t told anyone, and set them free. And for a moment, I felt free. (dont delete the caption)
||WHEN I AM EXHAUSTED|| I ride my bike in fresh morning air and listen to heavy beats and drink large coffees and ladies in my office buy me flowers and I face plant into my pillows then I run in the dark and sneak onto the playground and swing so high on the swings that I feel like a child again and children don’t get exhausted and for those blissful airborne moments life is simple again.
Pretend smile. Codeine headache„ stupid boy crushes. Best friends. Work anxiety. Periods. Orange is the New Black. Stranger smiles. There’s no such thing as too many burgers in a day. Trying to smell the rain like I usually do. Market play dates. Old habits die hardd. To do lists. Before I die lists. Pretty travel photos. Life’s wack.
1. Nutella and strawberry late night crepes and in depth personal discussions with strangers.
2. Travelling an hour for a coffee with smiley friends and trash talk.
3. Planning when I’ll expect to feel like getting drunk.
4. My family, errydayy.
5. My instinct being on its A game.
7. Organization skillz that mean I won’t be feeling sorry for myself at 3 am after a 16 hour shift because I will have packed my favourite hoody and a nice homemade dinner.
8. Mind control and freedom
9. Being ok and liking myself„ and the decision to buy new shoes when I’m so broke I had to empty my coin jar.
10. My baby spider plants that are living.
Naked at 2am sober eating toast and olive dip talking to a friend in the States. Dilerious.
Watching adventure time with a 10 year old eating bubble gum
Driving to work in hail and torrential wind singing to I miss you blink 182
Eating three dinners. Eating three breakfasts.
Anything you eat between 1 and 5am doesn’t count
Anything you say after an active stand up should be considered as something said while drunk.
Automatically memorizing what a child is wearing before you even leave the proptery for an activity.
Giving a detailed description of what this child looks like to numerous official authoritive figures at 2am is totally normal.
Playing hot potato with an empty orange juice bottle.
Bringing blocks of chocolate to the office as an empathy card for the evening staff.
Being titled a nerd, a mum, a stalker, a slave, a sister, a staff, a fake gangsta, a boy, a girl, a pussy.
Finding imagination you never knew was there.
16 hour shifts is normal.
Casual and nice conversations with parents who have recently exited prison.
Being speechless when a little person suddenly delves into their hate for the police and their explanation is because the police took them away from their parents.
Bruises on your knees and wet feet is normal.
Having your bathers in your car at all times is essential, even in the previously mentioned hail
Saying I love and care about you is both ethically and professionally appropriate.
Controversial is a key word in describing policies but explanation is vital and simplifies it.
None of your friends or family have any idea of how intense your job is.
Debrief and self care comes in numerous strange forms.
Dark humour , you either laugh or cry so we do a bit of both.