There have been 3 flies in our home that are driving me mad. I never learned the emotional rationality involved in squashing them and so I deal. I don’t wanna hurt anybody.
Every day when I walk down the street I’m stopped by at least 20 people I know in whatever form and am friendly enough to speak with. I always stop to talk. It never matters who it is. People love it and it feels nice. Like some physical reminder that whatever I am, they are too. It is not my place to judge.
Dinners have been cooked with more frequency. The house is mostly clean. Things seem to be leveling off in a nice way.
I look forward to-
I just look forward.