would've, could've, should've
welcome back, it's been a while. every so often, i get the urge to try out something new - watercolor painting, making my own candles, creating an insta related to plants or school, rearranging my apartment. it never lasts. it's that short spurt of energy, that newness that creates dopamine temporarily. 2023 has been a difficult year. actually, it all started at the end of 2021, but took until the fall of 2022 to lead into proper burnout. lots of soul-searching and therapy later, here we are. those slow days between the hustle and bustle of christmas and the supposed "big party" of the new year. and as always, you get asked: what are your plans? what do you wish to accomplish in 2024? back in the day, when i was very active on here, i used to believe that the way you spend new years' is gonna determine how the following year is gonna go for you. if that is so, i plan on spending a cozy, happy night doing whatever the fuck i want at any given moment. because that