...'cause she comfortable

Cozy with who I am
Comfortable in my skin
Cozy, cozy
Comfortable in my skin
Feet up above your sins
I love myself, goddamn
Cozy, cozy

Beyonce's "Cozy"

My Daily Motivator Calendar Thingy suggests that I "make a grown-up version" of a cozy calm-down corner (usually at day care centers and preschools that can help toddlers self-regulate). They list things like "books, plush tows, pillows, and a soft rug." And as that banger of an album is now stuck in my head, we can have the desire for personhood as a Black and Queer person.

A literal corner can help. After all, I love holding up the wall. It helps me reaccess and observe for awhile. Something soft. Somewhere quiet. It'd probably be like a cozy reading nook, with dim lighting and earth tones. Cranes in the Sky playing.

Or I can just go home.