"...even the goddess Persephone is happy, if only for half each year."

I wonder how old it is.

I am very thankful I took this picture around 2021. I revisted this mausoleum this year and its surrounded with caution tape and falling apart :(

Do ghosts bother to use windows?

From a 2022 almanac

This picture looks so quiet. I love how silent winter is.

This was taken in 2017 on a walkbridge passing over a traintrack where I grew up. I remember walking with my first boyfriend and stopped to take this picture on my iPhone 5s.

This is off of a highway in detroit

I think this near Cleveland? Gotta start keeping track lol.

I took this 3 days after my step dad's death. In the midst of grief I asked my boyfriend at the time to stop the car so I could take a picture really quick, I remember feeling selfish and silly for asking. This was a church I loved as a kid, I've never been inside but I always passed by it when scurrying the streets of my hometown as an adolescent. I have a specific memory of my first time skipping school with a group of friends, standing around this church talking about what time I should walk back to school so my mom could pick me up without making it suspicious.

I wish I could remember where this was taken, either Cleveland or Detroit.

Glendale Historic Cemetery in Akron, Ohio. This cemetery is my absolute favorite and I hold it so dear to my heart.

A really good book by Anthony Lewis

About:

My sleep schedule was really messed up specifically during the beginning months of the 8th grade, when it was stil kinda warm when you woke up. I snapped this pic around 5am and I love it for some reason. Just imagining my 12 year old self, half tired, half not, taking a moment to appreciate how pretty the sky and trees looked from my window, makes me happy.

About:

I noticed my incense ash fell into a perfect circle. I took this picture because I believed it meant something. It was hard to find answers on what it could mean but somewhere on the internet I landed on "a wish granted".

At this time in my life, I was extremely focused on "manifestation". Spending my nights writing out my wishes. I no longer have the papers I wrote but right before moving out of my grandma's house, I found them under my bed, and I noticed that every. single. line. had come to fruition. I threw the papers out, hoping to write more. The only wish on those papers that wasn't "material", was for one specific person to enter my life. He showed up Februrary 2021, that same month. I still write about this person to this day, that wish is one of my biggest regrets.

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