In the last few years, I have felt a really strange absence of community. A lot of the time I think it's me. I'm standing on the outside looking into my own community, and it feels displaced. It feels performative. It doesn't feel like what I understood friendship and family and connection to be when I was a kid.

 There is a certain magic to friendship that is totally cool and I crave it all the time. I want to be everyone's friend all the time. The problem (well not a problem, but just a matter of fact i suppose) is that I am a pretty big weirdo. I know myself, and I understand well that I am an uncomfortable fit into any typical societal role. I cry SOOOOO much. I think ants walking in a line all together is the coolest thing in the world. I really don’t like shirts where I can feel it on my neck. 

Someone important to me once said "find the people that don't fit in anywhere, and those will be your people".

There are a lot of reasons why, but the long and the short of it is that people that don't belong are really hard to find! Probably in their rooms, or in some eponymous coffee shop writing their songs and knitting their socks and thinking about the last show they did while they suggest soup over salad. 

I want to be that dingy little coffee shop! I want to hear your songs and I want to watch you put on your socks! I want to be the place where these people can congregate. I want to be the beacon that leads the way to somewhere really awesome and fun. I want to find a way to build connection. 

My idea is called the Little Friends Library. It's gonna be a place where weirdos like me ( and probably you!) can feel understood. a place where weirdos and freaks and punks and nerds and the like can express, imagine, and commiserate.

It’s SO SO SO close to starting. At this point, I dont that anyone is going to read this but if you do, keep an eye out for Something really Special coming January 5th!

-Zella, Baby!