I love Thunderstorms ☈⛈

Currently: 12pm Thursday Afternoon

Sitting outside in my balcony on my white rocking chair. Tbh smoking weed. (Save your judgement, don't ruin my thread)

To my left, my plant that I've had since I moved to this place in 2010. It keeps growing every Spring, it starts decaying every Fall and dies every Winter, only to come out and be born again every Spring.

When it's dead in winter, I've always thought of getting rid of it. I've had it for a while and I barely get attached to things so if it doesn't look good then why keeping it..? but I always doubt it, so I cut the dead leaves water it and leave it there on the deck hibernating through the winter. When I go back to it, later in the winter early spring I can see it being born again. I clean it and remove the ashes since we used it as an ashtray when my friends came over (the ones I care about) and it flourishes again! Last year a dove and a pigeon layed an egg in it and they both watched it every day and night, I saw the pigeon be born.

I already have two daughters ❤

2 years ago I got divorced from my ex of 12 yrs. I wonder if all this means something.



That's how my soul feels.