ghostwings

2026.06.07

i was looking for a completely different old photo, but found a picture of myself on the day i was leaving for college. it felt so surreal, looking at it. like it was a completely different person, because that could never have been me. she still thought she used she/her pronouns. she was so, so, sad. but she was also whimsical. i don't know when i lost that. she was hopeful. she believed that things get better.

she didn't know that she was on the cusp of an eight-year-long shutdown.

a part of me wishes i could go back in time to tell her that that time, that year, might actually be the happiest she would ever feel.

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