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The Day’s Delight: Crowns

The late, late hour– growing ever later! Sassy, NSFW talk with a grown-ass woman who said, “next year for our birthdays let’s wear light-up princess crowns and watch Anne of Green Gables at the Passion Pit on the beach!”

Boys and men (and their various fantasizable qualities), tarot and career and home and dreams, the fucking fabulousness of our thirties, the continued exploration of who we are and what we dare to want.

And cranberry wine that was so unexpectedly perfect, with some jazzy pop playing in the background, clean dishes draining by the sink, the potted plants soaking up all the chatter and deep honesty–

And out and around and above (and below), the words and the wishes and the wonderings radiating into the universe, into all possibility.


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