Posted On: October 14th 2026, 06:34 pm
After my mother's death and the 2016 election I lost it for a hot minute. The path back to communicating like a regular human ended up being thru playing music again. It began as an act of desperation but became the way I reclaimed myself and my voice in this world.
re:photo 2, she would have *hated* her saris thrown down in a pile- with a guitar laying on top no less- but that's just how it went down; looking back, I see it as if that part of her was recharging that part of me, to get up off my ass and do something. Happy birthday, Mom💛.