1. Everything is golden.

2. And I’m running, and running late, through the work carpark barefoot thinking about last night, sitting under the kitchen table with a boy

3. And how I was dressed as a woman who said, “The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.”
because I think I want my life to look something like that.

4. On the walk home there was a girl who fell of her bike and had a head injury. I held her hand and her head, and said small silent prayers till the ambulance came
and it was the most useful I’ve felt in a long time.

5. A homeless man pulled out a small foil package to give the injured girl his thermal blanket.
I know I want my life to look like that.

6. ‘Give it away.’ It’s been three nights since I’ve slept in my own bed, and the girl who gives up half of hers made me a chain of stars and talked about holding things with unclenched fists.

7. I’ve been thinking something about how sometimes we aren’t sure how useful our love is, but I think we were made to love wildly and boldly, without exception, or understanding. Without knowing if it will ever change anything broken,
we are made to love for the sake of love
because if nothing else it changes us.

8. Love is the only thing that causes surrender

9. I feel surrendered in a time and place where I least can make sense of it

10. And how last night a nice boy wrapped his scarf around me and I have started to wonder if nothing is a mistake and everything is intricately woven into a universe of unseen colour that speaks the truth, and unfolds moment by moment to lead us home in spite of all our fault lines.