sometimes i hear myself giving stellar advice to a friend, and then hours later, as i stare silently at the silhouettes of the trees outside, realize i am completely incapable of taking that same advice myself.

this particular bit: don’t worry over things you cannot control.

don’t worry, echo the trees. don’t worry.

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.