But maybe it's just not hit but I'm feeling like a load is off? Like I wanna reconnect my relation to "place" again, go to weird art installations, local art corners, poetry gigs, board game meets or at least what version of these things thrive in the cracks of an ongoing COVID world. Where are the people who woukd be in my corner at a time like this you know? I'm a little excited to find out again.
Assigned Essex Lad at birth
- Fae/Faer
Sebastiana
In that 3rd Decade cycle
Autistic as in Eat My Ass
Agender / A System / Cute
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