We live on a blue planet that circles around a ball of fire next to a moon that moves the sea, and you don’t believe in miracles?
over coffee with my mom this morning: “sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”
Is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My parents are being forced out of what we thought was their forever home because we can’t pay for it. So were getting rid of like. Everything. So I’m going through all our old shit. And they’re gone for the weekend so I’m trying to do a lot for them but I can’t figure it out. I feel like this would be easier if I hadn’t just graduated college and wasn’t at such a huge personal crossroads at the same time. Like what the fuck am I doing with my life and by the way you need to help your parents move right now. Fuck. Fuck. Maybe this is selfish but I don’t know.