when i was a little girl, it used to blow my mind that the person i’d eventually end up with was out in the world living their life just like me. in high school i wondered if they were sitting around their kitchen table crying about math homework (weren’t we all?). when i entered my early 20’s and was figuring out the real-world, i imagined them doing the same and was curious about how they were navigating it too.
magic on sunday: eventually, finally
magic on sunday: eventually, finally
magic on sunday: eventually, finally
when i was a little girl, it used to blow my mind that the person i’d eventually end up with was out in the world living their life just like me. in high school i wondered if they were sitting around their kitchen table crying about math homework (weren’t we all?). when i entered my early 20’s and was figuring out the real-world, i imagined them doing the same and was curious about how they were navigating it too.