O.tindalei

Ghost moth

I'm nightwalking again. Not just awake but that's when I want to get in and actually do stuff. I didn't realise how much I didn't like the middle of the day until I started being back with people who track, conform to, and place value on living during certain hours.

I'm back in my old room, single bed and all. It's hard to adjust back to the way of life I had as a kid. I've grown too much. I've gained too much. I've seen too much.

The only way I'll survive is unseen and without leaving footprints.