Happy Birthday Hima
Waiting for the right words. Waiting for the right time. Waiting for the perfect moment. Wanting to do these magical humans justice. Wanting the world to fully understand their beauty and power. Wanting to be fully understood myself. Maybe my job isn't to wait and want. Maybe I am here instead to create and release. Maybe it's impossible to be truly understood. Maybe those are the most freeing words I have ever spoken. ---- Thank you Hima for your anger. For your rage. For you splendour and for your play. I love you homie.