hello my sweet dear sea slugs (。・ω・。)ノ♡ melancholy times require melancholy cozy tasks… ♡ i began the day with a quiet kind of anxiety… the kind that lingers in your chest, tied to family things you can’t quite fix (。•́︿•̀。) so i decided to take a small step back… a mental health day, just for me. i stayed in and watched drifting home… and it was so beautiful. the colors were vibrant and endless, like they were drifting along with the story itself… and the ocean ♡ ♡ ♡ this ocean felt vast and lonely (´。• ^ •。) ☆ the story was so chaotic too.. in that way where you’re just gripping onto the moment, not knowing what’s going to happen next (。•́︿•̀。) it really had me on the edge of my seat the whole time… and it hurts… seeing kids in situations like that. there’s something especially heavy about it, like their emotions feel bigger, more fragile, and harder to hold (´。• ᵕ •。`) but at the same time… the idea of the story is so interesting ♡ this strange drifting space, caught between memory…
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