Still talking, about silly things, chattering, clucking, until it ends in chirping in the henhouse.
Love, tss, another supermarket concept, best value for money, the Holy Grail… but for what, really?
To envy the others, that’s how it starts. To make them fade, from those overflowing scenes of joy.
Soon enough, other comparisons arise. You were right: “a pain in the ass,” “does nothing all day,” a presence that turns you quiet inside.
You can’t be anymore once you’ve been. And then we wonder how we went through so much effort just to end up there.
We’ll sign the papers, sell the house, cry over our fate, then, a few months later, shake it all off again, choosing a so-called soulmate.
But unfortunately, you can change the actors in a set with no load-bearing walls.
Of course it was doomed from the start. Sometimes I think we wouldn’t do badly to begin by loving ourselves, before putting our name on a loan.
Ouch.... this was felt Aaron. And more than anything, I fully agree: It should all start with love for Self ♡