sometimes i think about old friends i don’t talk to anymore and wonder how they’re doing , i hope they’re doing good
i’d reach out but how can i just be “hey i’ve been thinking of you hope you’re doing good!” when I haven’t spoken to them in years
i haven’t journaled in MONTHS and i have so much to journal about but when i’m home all the inspo leaves my body —
i think i need to go to a cafe with friends to journal