I feel like so many elements of my early twenties are making a return. Realizing I've never truly grew out of my old music taste. Many of my mystic visions are now coming into existence. I didn't even know how big they were until now. I'm curating my camera roll with intention. Craving pure dopamine. Collecting amulets. Choosing my words like magic spells. Feeling present inside my body. A quiet rebirth but also a return to form.
