for the time being, the wild nights have been traded for long hours spent inside writing and scattering apple/almond tea bags throughout the apartment. I can't say the isolation bothers me much as I enjoy spending time alone so much I would easily become an eremite if I didn't have friends to push me out into the real world, and there really is nothing tempting about the ever so icy weather situation outside of my window.as well there's hardly anything creating more rapture than seeing your concepts taking form which to me means I will be reading parts of my texts in public soon.
a pleasant side effect of the hours spent all by myself is constantly losing touch with reality more which allows me to wear insanely fuzzy capes and unnecessary glasses outside.
so obviously the omnipresent gloom does me well, still I can't deny flicking through my planner's pages now and then making plans for the desired time when nothing that disonnects me from the spring air is a barely-there dress whose state of non-existence is perfectly justified by the windchill factor.
glasses by urban outfitters, vintage cape
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