Fuck your notes app and get a cute journal that you can stick stickers onto and carry around as your pride and joy. I love when I write a particularly good song or poem and I can look down at the words in my own handwriting because I did that! And it’s tangible! And I can hold it and feel proud!
there’s a vintage store that i’ve been visiting in my dreams for years. sometimes it’s filled with the best finds imaginable, sometimes it’s kind of bare. the worst is when i show up and they’re closed.
