for reference when you experience self-doubt: someone made a mint selling scented wood chips to moms in the 90s by calling it potpourri. unicorns own the market and they don’t even EXIST. my dog can open zippers and my cat can open cupboards and they don’t have opposable thumbs. hard days, dark days, impossible days happen, and the sun rises again. you said “I can’t” — do this for another day, make this phone call, run another mile, forgive them for what they did. you said I can’t, but you did. you’re here. you outlasted potpourri. keep going.
me, circa 2020
