Dear me,
Sometimes, all you have to do to feel calm and happy is sit outside and listen to Northern Downpour. Look at the trees. Count the birds you see. Breath. Smile. I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
Allow for compliments. Allow for curiosity. Allow yourself to be confused and questioning. None of these things are bad.
There are 28 trees, 29 if you count that stump over there.
Best wishes,
Ashley
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dear me,
Randomfor the later version of myself that hopefully gains some common sense
