Today I got my test results, I have covid. Mum was negative though, which I’m so grateful for. Losing dad has made me so over protective of her. I thought I was going to have to protect her from the outside world, but I need to protect her from me now. I’m so scared, I need my mum. I can’t do life without her.
played around with eckerle’s old film reels, they made a satisfying, loud click every time you moved forward or backward, and we’re all doused in red light from the age. i feel very bad about many things, but coming home to sleep wasn’t one. i didn’t wake up until 7, groggy, thinking it was saturday. giving myself what i thought i already had. can’t live like this forever