Not unlike many fungi, my IDEAL habitat is 62Β°, humid as hell, and dewy. Just totally wet everywhere. It's like that outside right now with a cool breeze and mild sun, and I just have to tell someone about it cause I am LIVINGG.
Heaven for me would look like this weather every single day with the occasional severe thunderstorm
Smells like wet asphalt, the elementary playground at morning recess, and the comfort of dreaming
Sounds like all of the birds: mourning doves, peacocks, sparrows, etc. And some Angel Olsen
