I had other plans in motion too, but this was the most crucial part.
I posted a photo of a thin sleeping bag I’d laid carefully on top of the bed, because I couldn’t bring myself to touch the comforter.
I think I’ll sleep better this way, I captioned it.
I COULDN’T BRING MYSELF TO TOUCH THE COMFORTER.
I posted a picture I’d taken the previous day of the window at dusk, neon lights flickering outside, casting strange shadows across the water-stained ceiling.
Free entertainment.🕺
I then shared a shot of a small patch of green pushing through a crack beneath the sink, stubborn and alive despite everything.
I have an indoor plant! 🥹
My phone lit up constantly after that.
I SHARED A SHOT OF A SMALL PATCH OF GREEN PUSHING THROUGH A CRACK BENEATH THE SINK.
People were starting to take notice.
Questions from friends, coworkers, and people I hadn’t spoken to in years filled the comment sections.
