June 4: Audacity to Hope Day. Lean into the generative spirit that dares to believe better is possible, that solves, joins and endures, that leaps in faith and flies.

jesus it's june 4th already 🫩

welp, this newest bug on a windshield adventure distracts me from anybody's counting days at least 🫩

I wake as soon as I hear her move - I slept in after a strangely vivid dream about this guy, about whom I have not thought in months, one of the few I genuinely miss in the Not-Even-Nate world from which I ejected mysef to smithreens ("Testicles are not a commodity." fyi)

I went to check on mamasita immediately, realizing shit if we keep this up this way, either my sister or I will be the one to find her dead in front of PBS 🫩

she's snoring

and a doctor in TX whom I barely know is struggling somehow (ie something ain't right / he is seeing that something), says my sleeping lizard brain, attuning itself to "the news" in a radically personalized way, feeling around for it rather than listening/watching it in any way

try it for a spell - TURN EVERYTHING OFF - and "listen to the news" that way 

but let's do a quick obit search in the actual while I await The Knife... 

everybody (from the subset of people in the world for whom I have 'a feel') is still breathing, far as I can tell 🤷🏻‍♀️

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22). Hope loves evidence, but it can also survive on rumor. A single good conversation, one sweet kiss, the smell of bread from a nearby kitchen, and suddenly the whole nervous system starts voting in favor of the future again.

luna moth - my peeps were all very excited to meet this little guy in the wee hours

"look of love"

welp (soo much 'welp' 😵‍💫🫩), that dream is bugging me enough that I might write to that guy later - but she's moving now so time to slap a smile on my face and get thru today 😵‍💫