if you know me in real life you’ve maybe heard me talk about my obsession with form, with the how of language (i’m sorry i’m sorry i’ll tone it down!!!). i spent the past few days in a beautiful place with incredibly kind, generous, and talented friends. i brought supplies to make with (vellum, cardstock, random book cuttings, my ziploc bag full of pages from the original dream life book i’ve been using for the dreams here etc etc) and getting to watch them create and explore and play was such a gift. i spent my time making a container. i don’t know how or if i want to fill it.