Like a moth to light
Inside the bag I pile my belongings. Haphazard. Things land wherever they please, settled by long walks in my off-white shoes.
Sometimes I think to myself that I am a bag of marbles. Pretty little orbs grinding together, losing their polished finish, so you can only see cataracts. They lay, unadmired at the bottom of the bag. Should, and will, and want are a ast second thought after a long shift.
I do want. But I am just a bag of marbles, tucked into the intermost corner of an undergraduate's school bag. Among candy wrappers and little pencil stumps.
Hey, this is my "pinned," of which is not really a thing because this is my website and not a social media account.
So a tiny bit about me. I am a Natural Resources major located in the PNW. I enjoy writing, art, and hiking in my free time. And bugs are my best friends!! I may share some photography on here at a later date.
When I am not writing horrible html for a website, I might be found writing fanfiction, which you can find here. I am working on a few different fics at this moment, but only one will be seeing frequent updates. That being The Moth Effect. Later I will upload a page of art drawn for that particular fic. Namely, art I commissioned from my mutual and friend.
