a marmoset's secret life....

Dear Tumblr,

I love you.

I heard about something today that upset me, and that I have spent about 5 hours rolling around in my head.

I have written imaginary letters, had imaginary conversations, added someone to my hate list, told myself I am over reacting, walked all the way around the grocery store without remembering to pick anything up, wondered who to call to talk it through with…

…and then I come home, and open you up, and you give me Dali, and bouncing elephants, and cats with stickers, and music, and weird russian women, and pelicans and agree with me about the sharks, and tell me that I am not the rotten apple at the bottom of the tree because I am not a fruit but a woman.

And I feel so much better. You are like the best thing ever.

P x