last night I was at my studio waiting for something to cure and I decided to go to the bar around the corner alone. I brought a PDF i printed out and read it over 2 beers. Feeling like an obnoxious social deviant was fun and it felt like I was able to focus better when there was so much happening around me.
Made this little pocket altar earlier this year and take it with me in all of my bags as a good luck charm. In it are little charms passed down throughout my family, a locket with pics of my parents in it, a ballerina from a bracelet my great grandma gave me at my first dance recital (when I was 3), and a mini Polaroid of my cutie gf ๐ฅน๐๐ซ
My little black magic, Mischa (L), just recently passed away after two bouts of cancer. She was my dream cat. Iโll never be the same. Her little sister, Manke (R), misses her like crazy and likes to cuddle her sweater. โฅ๏ธ
