this morning #1762.
this morning, after an hour of scrolling through a torrent of horrible news, i stepped away & curled up with a book for a little bit before i had to start working. it’s the tale of a woman who’s living a double life or is trying her best to. while her husband’s off at work, she spends her days searching for an affair. so far, no success but she keeps trying. in a strange way, it inspired me: the hard part about love is knowing that we’ve got what we want. always wondering if love could be better. foolishly looking beyond for an extra bit of whatever. restless routine. blinded by dreams. secretly peeking around corners when we’re right where we need to be. it takes time to see that the comfort we need is the love we’ve already received.