i spent the most enjoyable saturday in the treehouse, burning candles and listening to records while i made biscuits and did my chores. i couldn't put the beautiful and damned down, and the dainty smell of fresh laundry lingered all afternoon. it really was so nice to just be here. there is nothing quite so fulfilling for me as this little home i'm making, and taking my time being completely present for the day was unspeakably good.
*post title lyrics by beirut.