Hello Strangers.

It is a bright and glorious morning here, the air smells sweet, and I’ve got the apocalypse on my brain. Not the true apocalypse, just the different concepts people have come up with. Zombies, World War 3, alien invasion, the plague, different mythologies like the Norse Ragnarok, meteorites, the universe collapsing on itself; the list is endless. (I believe that it will be as it was written in the Book of Revelation, but I don’t have any specific thoughts on that.) 

I’ve been writing a story about it, coming back to it when it suits me. It’s truly a hobby-piece. I’ll never be able to legally publish it because the characters are not my own, but simply the writing of it is enough to justify its creation. 

Anyway. One of the characters is going to lay on the roof of a van and look up at the stars. I like to imagine that since the end of their world, there’s less lights and less smog, and people can finally see the stars again.

My own dream this Saturday is to one day star watch on the roof of my own van. As a child I always wanted to lay on the roof and be by myself. Unfortunately I was a rule follower. (Maybe not so unfortunate, I don’t have great balance.)

Finally! I’m moving into dreams that are actually achievable! 

Much love,

–Mabel

P.S. If you’d like to see more pictures and videos, and hear smaller updates about the blog, I’m putting more effort into my Instagram page. I’d like to do daily/weekly writing and creativity prompts, more about cooking, et cetera. Right now I post cozy videos and point out accounts that make good artworks, pottery, poetry and the like.