serendipity and openness
"Saturday afternoon. It is still raining. The days blend and leak into one another. I take the 22 again and again up Fillmore and down Japantown. Reminds me of old routines: a warm, crispy injeolmi pastry and a stroll. Out of the many lives I could have lived, I am here. Out of my many selves, I am impossibly close to this one and these people and this place."
I love your ability to make the mundane meaningful
"I wouldn’t have found this little corner of sunlight. I wouldn’t have met you." thank you for capturing what i feel towards my husband so perfectly in this piece ❤️
You're officially my favorite corner of the internet.
Wow, such truly beautiful writing ❤️❤️❤️
you know that tumblr post that’s like ‘i am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.’ I think that fits nicely here and I think about it a lot
To answer your question about the question that's been on my mind, I'd say all my thoughts start and end at the same thought (or fear). The age-old, evergreen seedling of doubt that's planted in many a minds - Am I good enough? This question is perennial and will stay with me even when everything else will wither away.
<3 so beautiful. thank you!
A reminder to honor the critical coincidences that chance upon us and to go with the flow of life. Thank you for this lovely read!
These days I acknowledge I’m just a living composite of everyone I’ve ever loved.
Wow nix. Spot On!!!!
Love your writing as always! The link you shared on Intellectual compatibility in love is currently broken. Mind resharing?