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Word of the Day: 秘玄

higen - secret fantasy, sort of a hidden mystique

By Kayla McIntoshPublished about 14 hours ago 3 min read
Word of the Day: 秘玄
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I am thinking about the current luck I have runned into. I am grateful for what I receive but, I am also questioning the trend in things that have been given to me.

I am thinking of Andre now... I can't remember what he wanted his profession to be. I just remember pictures of him poolside. Yea.. I have to consider the pictures I took, even of the Yamhill campus... Now they have a weight. Oh I don't remember his email, he just was on MSN.

Well think of the word Onlar. In that effect, it feels as it it were to call upon legion.

I have been struggling with headaches but I know that is because I am dehydrated. I see it on my face, I look all dried out. I might need to actually boil some water for tea. I might even use my good water for that.

I really want to make a stew but I also want to make my safrdines more interesting. They are in oil oil and I don't want to play with that fat too much, I need to find things that go with that. I feel I ruined my pickle things by being too creative. But that is just one jar. I think the other jar is ok.

I want to go back to making meals on trays. I know this is kind of silly as, this might mean I won't eat solid meals for days, but I feel like it... is kind of worth it. I know it was silly that I gave it to Jahon. I guess that was infantilizing him in some weird way. He is overly independent bruh.

I want blueberry ice cubes.

I want honey and blueberry icecubes.

I would also like mint but, I am not particular on that part.

I know i need to clean my patio but I lack a lot of tools necessary for this. I am also thinking I should keep my trash out there to give me more room in the apartment. I have plants for a particular corner.

I am not using any weed right now because I want a natural reaction to some of my experiments.

I am hyper focused on the worms and slugs in my garden. The birds are curious as to what I want done with them.

I decided to start a compost pile. I think that is a smart way to go but, I don't like the vegan eggs. They are like twinkies.

I am also having to handle the bleach carefully as there are other ingredients in th emix. I have used a very alkine mixture... wait not alkine it is acidic... I mean, lemon salt... boiled.. oh and pickled ginger. I sort of though ti mihgt clear my throat but I don't have a cough.

I sort of diluted it so, I might right gargling with that. I don't think anything is wrong with me. I am just trying to clean but the chemicals are very powerful so I have to air everything out. I am also playing with some natural cleaners for things. I might keep that for the glass and such.

So basically, fuck French people and their bullshit cream. They not know shit.

Are we really Mormon, Katie......?

Ah I guess between sisters, you would've had these sort of questions. AHHHHHHH!!! I see where this connects with me, Kayla. I didn't..... mm... yes I understand this connection, but I never meant anything on your mom when I cried about Daryl. I just thought it was very fun camping with all of you.

I never had any biological sisters... ah yes, nieces, nephews. I sometimes think of my handsome potato... I guess, it is silly to think of something biologically.

Bad habitsChildhoodEmbarrassmentFamilyTeenage years

About the Creator

Kayla McIntosh

Personal tell-all pieces: Word of the Day and Jail Journal. Secret poet on the side. ( I don't use Ai to write any posts, everything is done manually. )

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