testing out a new table (It’s not the table of my dreams but it’s closer)

Thinking of all the gathering, zine making, painting, learning, problem solving, and life that will happen in this spot.

It’s funny to get out our holiday decorations for the first time in five years. Rhys is thrilled even though it’s his first time seeing most of these things. It’s strange again to be unpacking things that have been boxed so long. And yet, they small familiar. A time capsule of the books we wrote for each other, the zines and newsletters stitched together and part of our fabric even though we didn’t see them, like little gifts we wrapped up and now get to open again.