the fridge is haunted
stared at the freezer for 47 minutes. we do not have a freezer. she was staring at the dishwasher.
a small cat, a large delusion
she thinks the moon
waved back.
sits on the windowsill for hours because the neighbor's blinds are clearly sending her messages. sometimes they are. mostly they aren't. she doesn't care.
a week in her head
i almost had a job
watched a bird outside for two hours doing what she called market research. ate a fly. considered this a bonus.
he texted (he did not)
the pigeon on the balcony landed twice. she says twice means love. i tried to explain probability. she blinked slowly and forgave me.
how to tell if you also have it
not medical advice. she is barely a cat. mostly a small cloud of belief in a fur coat.
screenshot addiction
you re-read a two-line message like it's scripture. you have a folder. the folder has subfolders.
planetary certainty
the barista smiled and now you're picking out curtains together in your head.
soft revenge
you wore the good perfume to go buy milk. someone had to smell it.
gentle catastrophizing
one unanswered text and suddenly you're mentally moving to a small town by the sea.