I usually use this space for the beautiful moments (for me), but the reality is, I spent much of my time in central LA face to face with my auditory processing disorder, pretty much completely exhausted every day. spent a lot of time thinking about what living with this condition means. there’s something beautiful behind every rhythm of life, behind everyone in a moment just being themselves, but sometimes all of at once it is too much for this mind. maybe it’s too much to appreciate, like a cake with too much sweetness that I just can’t enjoy, no matter how much I want to. it weighs down on me, but at the same time it means I can enjoy the silence that much more.

(thanks diva for the stim toy, it helps)