On how I learned God is merciful.

I spent the week away from my family starting on a Sunday and ending on a Saturday. I didn't plan anything really. I only wanted to go and see my best and drink tea and turn twenty-two and make galettes and read Beatrix Potter. Instead I ended up barefoot on a sidewalk, holding hands with a sobbing K as she watched her husband kick doors down to wake people up, and fire ate away at everything they had.
Not but thirty minutes after I arrived, I watched with my best friend as we thought she was losing everything.

Right now I just want:

1. Really, really long hair. Down to my waist.
2. Wool socks.
3. NOT to do art history homework.
4. A nice pen.
5. Strawberry milkshakes.
and,
6. The entire State of W.A.