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September 28 - October 14, 2023
OOTD: Bat-print leggings. Grey t-shirt with Nietzsche quote about suffering. Overwhelming sense of futility. Fuzzy socks with pumpkins, because it’s never too early to be thinking about Fall.
She and her sister had both favored their father in looks — pale complexions and dark hair, and she had never grown out of her goth phase, much to her mother’s chagrin.
although the sun was shining, a breeze kept the tree branches moving, a perfect day to leave the house . . . and promptly go indoors, someplace else. Getting out of the house was the main imperative. Harper decided she was library-bound, craving nothing more than a quiet place where she could curl up and read her book, quieting her mind, uninterrupted.
OOTD: Lace skirt. Puffed sleeve blouse. Existential panic. Grommeted boots with oxblood laces.
It would be easier to slip beneath the surface of the waves in this desolate sea, letting the undertow pull her until her family was relieved of the burden of her.
OOTD: Black dress. Black shoes, black bag. Black heart, black soul, like a stain that ought to be washed away.
It’s an elixir of health, and it reminds us to make time for simple joys. Nothing can rush a steeping leaf, and there is no problem that cannot be paused to enjoy a hot cup. Tea forces us to slow down and exist uninterrupted
There are some things that transcend what we are, child. We all walk beneath the same moon, and grief is eternal. So yes, I miss her a great deal.”
It didn’t matter how attractive society told her someone was — until she got to know them, a tumbleweed had a better chance of falling out of her dress than her libido kicking into overdrive because of someone’s abs.
Attraction to parts didn’t make any sense to her brain, but attraction to this sinuous, curling voice? Their kindness and knowledge? Their ability to brew a perfect cup of tea?
Coming home after your first taste of adult freedom and being restrained by parents who still seek to treat you as a child. Coming back to the place you once lived after a death or divorce or some other cataclysmic event that has profoundly shaped your life.
“I’m not good company most of the time,” she argued, but they cut her off, their voice right at her ear, and the nearness made her shiver in desire. “You are always enough.”
“She is an incredibly gifted witch,” he agreed. “Not great at the social aspect, but that’s window dressing. The courage of one’s convictions is more important than their ability to engage in pointless small talk.”
OOTD: Pleated-front high-waist gabardine shorts with suspenders. Swiss dot chiffon crop top with pussycat bow. Knee-length black cardigan with white pumpkin design, because this is MY season. Sheer thigh-highs with pumpkin trim. Stacked heel ankle boots. BFE — Big Fall Energy.
“A foot on the earth,” Azathé gestured, “a foot in the water. Balance in all things. The Star is one of the most optimistic cards in the deck. Look at the goodness surrounding her. It is easy to overlook the bounty in one’s life, but consider — the Star follows the Lightning-Struck Tower. Devastation and trauma. There will always be hard times to navigate in this life —” “But things will always get better if you let them.” She nodded. Her father used to tell her the same thing.
Harper reminded herself that self-care meant actually taking care of herself, not merely cocooning herself in bed and shutting out the rest of the world.
It never stops hurting. That’s another universal truth. Grief was a bruise on her heart, and it would hurt whenever it was poked.
