plans are set

i know what i need to do. with what i wrote yesterday and some tarot prompts i’m working on, i see that plan i need to make and set and do.

i know this is gonna be a bitch but, i deserve nice things. i deserve my day off to be a day off and to work on my and not my living space.

i know this will be work. i know this is going against the nature that i have built for myself. i know that this is not my fault but i am fucking fixing it now.

maybe this isn’t a generational curse but this feels like a huge shift for me.