Life is Long. And Slow, but Aren't I Like... 24?

What I adore The Most About Myself

Because You always make it a point to remind myself 

That i am so much more than 

((a mind trapped within a body))

Or 

((a thing that guy once tucked in his back pocket 

when He left His Wallet behind))

I think it's my humanity.

This aura that makes me real.

I feel alive. I feel breathing, 

like the rain running down the palms of leaves and onto my forehead.

I adore myself for every time I woke up and decided to shave my head.

For every conversation of everything and nothing I've ever had.

For the eczema on my face like a roadmap where your lips have traveled.

I am real. 

I am so very real.

I am so... very... real

Not much of a poem, but here I am. In my little corner of the web. I took a Lyft to grab a vape today. I learned that I really like Colombo. I spend a lot of time wondering what I have made of myself, alone, in my little apartment, as I wrap myself in blankets and watch the umpteenth Youtube video on jack shit, and I remember that just by existing, I have done more than enough. I miss myself, but I also adore this version of myself. I think about how as much as I adore the Ice King returning back to Simon, who will never fully return to himself, I also think it would be nice if we got to see The Ice King continue to grow and be himself regardless. Does that make sense? We all have made decisions that will forever change who we are and who we will forever be, and yet I think it would be nice to see us be loved, not as who we were, but who we are now through our own growth. Please, Adventure Time fanatics, don't come for my throat. Anyways, this is a little post from a random trans guy on the internet. Please drink water and be kind to yourself. 

Dearest, 

Cas <3