when the fire takes all

so many questions i would only know the answers to later, or have to live up to the answers, or have to create the answers --- but for now worrying does nothing.

just woke up to a postcard from zp in sweden (i miss his horrible handwriting), an email that has been poured out with sincerity and this came so naturally from her, a well-thought out email with a long reading list attached and a whatsapp message that says, "jas you don't have to be perfect"

:')