All time senstivity and reasonablity has been thrown out of the window with this piece.
But it doesn't look too bad yet. Work (hopefully still) in progress.
I like speaking with her, and when I don't get to, something feels incomplete. Almost everything feels incomplete. Everything feels incomplete. Incomplet-
There's no denying that material comfort is a privilege with which comes the luxury of mental comfort. Still, mental comfort is also a skill learnt in uncomfortable conditions.
Today, and every single day, I strive to learn mental comfort while acknowledging my material comfort.
Nothing seems to be falling into place, nothing seems to be getting easier. What felt real feels forced now; at least sometimes. I dread the time to come; at least sometimes.
Methodical communication is one of our strongest assets as human beings. Ruminating without communicating leads to more problems, rather than solutions and I am so glad that the people in my life communicate to discuss and not just assign blame.