almost one year ago when uau came to taipei for their fanmeeting i was able to gift yoohyeon (as well as jiu and sua) each a crochet hat that i handmade ⋆𐙚 ̊. to have the opportunity to see them perform and gift them something i made was already everything i could ask for and more, but to actually see yoohyeon wear the hat to the airport as well as on multiple other occasions after really makes me so emotional and touched (not me shaking like a leaf when i saw the photos lmfao) forever grateful & proud to be a dreamcatcher fan ૮꒰˵ ◕ ﻌ ◕˵꒱ა .☘︎ ܁˖
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#鉤針漁夫帽 #鉤針編織 #鉤針毛帽 #crochethat #crochetbuckethat
maybe consistency and balance really is key because going full throttle all or nothing zero to one hundred never did me any good and maybe history does repeat itself and old habits die hard etc etc but time will pass anyway so might as well keep up with something that is worthwhile aka myself (ó﹏ò｡)
近三個月左右的手帳&日記～希望明年可以繼續維持～
characteristically bleeding into summer; don't ask me how i'm doing (well, you could) but the short answer is always not too bad? could be better? have been worse? and the long answer is just a series of unlucky and uncalled for events followed by mental breakdowns and lack of sleep turning into daytime sleepiness with a pinch of sarcastic hahas and a dash of bitter hehes
washing away an accumulation of dust to end the day ~ although each passing day feels not too drastically different from the previous one, looking back at each collective sentiment, each combination of happenings, each blob of feelings&emotions&reactions that together form into something bigger (maybe not better, maybe not worse, maybe just as it is), i think? no, i am! continuously growing into who i've always meant to be ~
me as tsukumo yuki (nice) worth a post all on its own (been consistently working out for almost one full year now!)...........only missing the blonde hair (tempting), although 99% of the time the mood is "bad timing, i guess" with suguru standing on the side🧍♂️
all in good fun and in all seriousness, if the point of being alive isn't to spend precious time with those you love and connect with then i don't know what is. before this fleeting moment of warmth in its purest form disappears once again (unfortunately so), the least i can do is to capture the essence of what to love and to be loved looks like, but even that doesn't feel like it's enough
