" I wanted a reminder that things can still grow out of emptiness.
I wanted a reminder that things can still grow in this small, yellow room even though you’re not in it.
And I keep buying books even though nothing holds my attention anymore.
I have them stacked up to the ceiling. I have them stacked up to the moon.
I broke a bottle of red nail polish all over the kitchen floor, but it almost all came up with just a little remover. It looked like cleaning up after a crime scene. It felt like cleaning up after you left me.
Just takes a little elbow grease. Just takes a little time. "
― Trista Mateer , Honeybee