lil cowboy

a little cowboy, small but unwaveringly on the trail ~~

For me, this has been the year. I imagine you feel similarly. Things got bad, and would somehow (through the divine balance) get good. Then a little bad, then a little good. Or maybe things were always bad and always good. Maybe everything exists inside its opposite. Still, when I’m sad I forget that inside my sadness (somewhere) is a happiness. These were the kinds of thoughts I had making these small smiling charms. I wanted to be reminded of my small good parts. We still laugh, we still are forgiven for dumb things we do, we feel alone, we find something expansive in our aloneness. Nothing is solid. I know this year was the year, but I’m remembering there is a humor of existence that cradles us all. When I loosen my grip on my own existence it’s there twinkling at me, like sun on metal.