a moth (and a few other things)
Late last month, my debit card declined at the gas station. When I walked out, I saw a luna moth resting on a poster in the window. Boo to being broke, yay to big pretty moths.
The bookstore that has been a third space for me for the past few years has temporarily closed. Life feels a little (or maybe a lot) lonelier since then. I'm still waiting —flippers crossed— for them to announce that they've got a new location.
So those are two happenings, a tiny one and a... medium-to-biggish one? I'm not really sure what else to write about. It's hard to collect my thoughts because (gestures to all the scary stuff happening in the US right now), but I'm still here, booping along as manatees do.