It looks like I feel.
It’s warm and soft and fresh here. It looks like I feel which is a completely wonderful thing. I feel lazy and guiltless and heavy and weak and good. This may not seem like a group of well adjusted words, but in all honesty it’s the perfect combination of ease and sincerity. I’m content just to sit here with my eyes closed and think about how I feel.
Postcard: collage and acrylic paint.
Love letters for the month of April on postcards, probably sent to myself. Challenge courtesy of Susannah Conway.