if only danger were a vampire and would not come in short of being invited... [02/02/024]

the rugs i bought are turning red out of habit, they’re designed to react in a sort of fight or flight nature to dangers that are supposed to stay outside; those dangers which are now inside and have not taken off their shoes. the rugs are fuzzy but losing their initial sparkle, losing the fire i saw in them, losing the “hooooly shit, these would go so nicely with my new armchairs!” i cannot blame them. i brought them into a world that was destined to be invaded.