I’ve come to love SE PDX again. These are two moments I had while walking through it.
I’m coming to a point in my floating house to house situation where I’m craving MY room again. I think it has less to do with wanting to possess a room.. and more to have space to cry, scream, dance around all silly like, flirt, fart etc without fear of inconveniencing anyone. Right now I end up releasing and catharting in the most random of places… you know like in public
“Sir why are you crying?”
— this chocolate croissant is just SO GOOD