The world feels unsettled lately and I can feel it mirrored inside me.

Life lately feels like a roller coaster with a dodgy safety bar and I’m ready to get off, stat! We’re back in the rental market (send prayers, crystals and snacks) And wow ~ it’s hectic. Like, if the Hunger Games and “The Block” had a baby and it was raised by a committee of real estate agents with clipboards and questionable empathy *drops mic*

The list of what they want feels endless. Proof of income, personal essays, references from your primary school librarian…..and throw in a DNA sample for good measure?

And in the middle of all that chaos, humans keep saying “Digital ID is coming” Babe, it’s already here! We’ve been barcode humans for a while now ~ there’s just no turning back.

What a time to be alive, hey?

I remember when I used to say that with excitement.

Back when the internet felt like magic, not surveillance. When the world felt wide open, not closing in.

I miss those days!

But here we are, searching for our next “maybe forever” home. Trying to find a patch of peace to land, to breathe and to grow roots again ♡

And even while my brain is yelling “ABORT MISSION RAIN” there’s still a tiny, calm voice in there whispering, “We’ve got this gurl” (shout out to my trusty brain!) ♡

Because maybe the narrative isn’t written yet?Maybe the plot twist is still coming? Maybe this chapter ~ the uncertain, slightly feral one ~ is leading us somewhere beautiful? ♡

So no, I can’t exclude myself from this story.

Not yet.

But I can choose how it’s told ♡

♡ Rain