IAMACROBA wrote:
Achromalia wrote:
cozy days in the warm golden glow of the late morning sun...
watery places have been an imaginary "home" for me, and... i guess with the imagery of being able to feel coherently comfortably myself, wading through water would honestly appear really really life-giving :') in reality though its probably just getting sopping wet and being annoyed bc everything needs to be washed off, but like if bodily sensations were just well-tuned enough then maybe there would be a gratifying experience in breathing it all in and feeling the funny ways the fabric clings to skin and the ways my weight would be distributed across the water... idk, its all kind of a mythical fantasy to me at this point
also lots and lots of daydreams of laying in fields as/with replicas or other adored characters of mine
that whole interaction reminds me of the first time we spoke around a year ago. i can’t believe ive known you for that long.
...i remember, i think, and im almost surprised its already been this long
im starting to notice that i wasted a lot of time in a blur and havent paid a lot of attention to time
and as a result the years have been passing disturbingly quickly
its like one single very very long blurry day instead of an actual year, let alone five-ish years...
ive been where i am for five years... and yet ive decayed so much, like
i found so much about myself and who i want to grow to be (or rather, who i wish i was from the start), but
at what cost? ive lost touch with reality so much, ive grown so so so stupidly tired and lost
either way, i really did love the time spent there, conversations like those were...
really comforting, and kind of exciting ;v; at least in the sense that there was a sort of
...intuitive chemistry? intuitive feedback loop? it was just really easy to be there