take some more time. we still got it. - last page of a notebook I’ve been writing in for the last 6 months, ready n anxious for a new one as we all seem to be as this year turns in on itself too. having a harder time putting all the thoughts n all the ideas to paper these days. but this sentence was uttered by a stranger next to me, a reminder of the fucking obvious, the intrinsically simple, unavoidable beauty of another day. go slowly, go softly. it will come. - don’t let the blank page pass you by