of easy wind and downy flake
if i had it my way i would sleep all day and then during the night i would ride my pet unicorn through magical forests, drinking cups of tea and turning into a fairy at will.


i’m in a writing funk. i cannot seem to find inspiration anywhere to write anything, be it poetry or short stories :(. this sucks. 

in other news i have just finished my first week of placement at the aged care home and it is actually so much better than i thought it would be and nothing to be worried or anxious about :). although i must admit that i still don’t want it as a career. 

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