If i didn't already have access to an isolated cabin, for this exact type of vacation. I think i could get over all the religuous iconography in order to access this kind of silence and solitude only an hour outside a major metro area. "Don't talk to me" is an actual rule instead of me just being weird and rude.

my don't murder anyone over that last zoom call walking path is coming along nicely this spring.

friendship between introverts benefits from quarterly check-ins at most. given both our histories of depression, "you alive or nah?" is only for the pre new year check-in.

based on the smell and allergic reaction i just had. im guessing its strawberry mint i was gifted that jumped pots before i could murder it all last summer.