Daily

I used to write daily, flexed like a muscle. But then we packed our dreams away for dry realities, wine & real estate investments. Now my mind is an ever updating list of lists. Responsibilities, TODOs & house projects. Is this what we wanted? Is this not what we wanted? Can’t both things be true at the same time? That’s the biggest thing I’m taking away from adulthood right now; more often than not, two things are true at the same time. 

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